hidden residence, small living room.
Gu nie was sitting cross-legged on the sofa.
"weng weng weng weng"
the mysterious energy of the world power upanishad was slightly surging on gu nie's body.
Gu nie was meditating in the ocean.
The fire in the fireplace rose, and Gu nie could clearly feel the trajectory of each tiny flame.
he could sense the puppet's secret thread placed at the door to alert the enemy.
outside the iron gate of the alleyway, gu nie could clearly sense the path of the wind. he could also predict their next move.
even the
gunie could vaguely sense the trajectory of the plane where the extraordinary world was located.
in the eyes of others, if they did not move, then they and everything around them would be still. they would not be able to feel that they were actually moving along with this extraordinary world.
But Gu nie could feel it.
even though he was sitting cross-legged in the small secret room.
