A silver net suddenly appeared in the dark space behind Luo Lang. The net covered Luo Lang's back. All the figures that were controlled by the grey gowned elder got trapped in the net.
"As expected, your domain is a controlling type, the irritating kind," the calm personality said indifferently. From the moment he smelled the disgusting smell, he had guessed that this was his domain.
"Why does that net looked so familiar?" Luo Lang was puzzled.
"Tsk!" Luo Lang's suddenly expression changed and he rolled his eyes.
"I see." Luo Lang then looked enlightened. His other personalities could communicate through his mindscape. They didn't need to talk however, the primary identity liked to nag.
After the personalities in Luo Lang's mindscape saw how was Ling Lan using the ice threads, they were astounded. They got interested in this attack and had great respect for Ling Lan.
