Shang and the image of the butler continued walking through the hallways one at a time.
For the next three hours, nothing special seemed to happen on the outside, but in reality, a huge portion of the castle had completely died.
Everything still seemed to be filled with life, but the life was only the cold manipulation of dead light.
But the scary part was that this illusion of light only affected someone's Spirit Sense. In fact, the light looked chaotic if one looked at it with their eyes.
Yet, every High Mage and higher only relied on their Spirit Sense.
Looking at the world with a Spirit Sense was just superior to looking at the world with eyes.
But Shang knew the truth.
Ever since he lost his sight, he knew that eyes were not an inferior method of perceiving the world but a different one.
Eyes could see light, while ears couldn't.
However, ears could perceive things from behind the person using them.
