In an instant, Yang Tian’s consciousness was completely attached to the black hole.
Previously, under the control of Yang Tian’s consciousness, the speed of the black hole’s rotation had decreased and it was spinning at the slowest speed.
This was because Yang Tian had discovered in his previous attempts that the faster the speed of the black hole’s rotation, the harder it was for his consciousness to control.
If he wanted to split the black hole into more than one, he had to try his best to keep the black hole under his control.
“Split”
Yang Tian, who had placed all his thoughts on the black hole, sent out his strongest thoughts towards the black hole.
The shape of the black hole was extremely special. No matter which direction one looked from, it looked like a black plane.
Under Yang Tian’s thoughts, the black hole that looked like a plane suddenly distorted. It looked like it was being pulled by a powerful external force and instantly became an oval shape.
