Lin An chuckled in his mind, "There are plenty of those. Let me tell you, once you've over-rewarded yourself, or excessively used your brainpower or feel exhausted to the extreme with your spirits unsettled, it becomes very easy to sense spirituality..."
"At that time, you will hear countless figures and voices yelling at you."
The head wore a 'this kind of trifle also alarms you, An, you are too weak' expression as it looked at the little trash.
It had a very beatable face.
Lin An raised his eyebrows, "Is that so?"
Indeed, Lin An, following the deeper layers of his brain, released his spiritual perception and soon arrived at the crevice between the real world and the Spirit Realm.
It was still the same old darkness here.
The blurry images of the real world below, a world of dark golden mist above, with black oily stains seeping through the borders.
But with a clear view here, Lin An finally caught a glimpse of the entire picture.
