Within those memories, every time Song Yin began to ponder, misfortune would start to befall him.
This Great Immortal's Talent was as if he was only joking; his casting of Magical Powers and Divine Abilities was like Qing Bao was an illegitimate child.
If it were the thoughts of ordinary people from the Lower Realm, Jin Guang might have laughed, for no matter how much they pondered, they would not understand the true form of this world without reaching the Golden Core stage.
But when Song Yin pondered, it only caused headaches...
"Disciple, what's wrong?" Jin Guang asked with some boldness.
Yet no sooner had he spoken when Song Yin reached out for a grab, and the Great Sunlight rose from his hands; he felt as if mountains and rocks within the Longguan Pass were being pried loose.
Indeed, in Song Yin's hands now lay two irregularly shaped rocks, which emitted light and gradually transformed into two rhombus-shaped objects.
"Master, look!"
