Yang Xi's current spiritual power could only be described as terrifying. Perhaps some S-class spiritual ability users were far inferior to him in terms of spiritual power.
After all, other than museum specimens and exotic beast corpses that had been dead for a long time, the special ability beads stripped from other places would more or less increase his mental strength.
The vast spiritual power spread out in a net. The Bright Moon Avenue, which had been destroyed by the strange beasts, was like a purgatory on earth. Many survivors were watching the hero's live broadcast in the broken walls for comfort, and those who were unlucky had already fallen asleep underground.
As soon as Yang Xi's spiritual power touched the apartment where Lin Naixue and the others were, their situation was transmitted to Yang Xi's mind through countless reinforced concrete.
