The instant Xu Xiangyang's fingers touched the tooth, his body gave a slight shudder, as if a peculiar current pierced through his crown chakra and rapidly spread throughout his body. His hands couldn't stop trembling, as if enduring the torment of extreme heat or cold.
What followed was a torrent of blurry images that swept past, flooding into his mind all at once.
Though the images weren't clear, Xu Xiangyang instinctively realized that this was a stream of strange, foreign information that wasn't part of his own mind, now being absorbed from the outside world through some medium.
The influx of information didn't cause Xu Xiangyang's head to swell or ache unbearably—human brains aren't that fragile, or one might say they are more complex and fine than humans themselves can fathom, the greatest accomplishment forged by both nature and civilization. Instead, he felt as if his body had "lifted" off the ground in an instant.
