Lin An sighed and nodded, his gaze following the trail of golden light to just make out the outline of the Spirit Realm.
A surge of dark golden mist roiled with all manner of human desires, thoughts, musings, and contradictions…
Just a glance at such a view was enough to drive one mad.
It seemed as if countless mouths were whispering in his ears, a humming that wasn't very clear.
Lin An quickly restored his normal vision, disconnecting from the Eye of Spirituality, worried he couldn't withstand such prying at his current state.
Despite seemingly stronger than before, the phenomenon had become much less pronounced.
Besides a blurry golden light, no other anomalies could be seen.
"Mr. Cao is done!" Yan Zidu stood up.
Indeed, Professor Cao was standing, the five-meter-long Miao saber that had been on his knee now gone, his hands holding a pair of massive antlers.
He smiled at everyone, a glowing radiance on his face, looking rather pleased, "I can think now!"
