Burning, the Land of Illusion
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The weed regained its vitality again. It was the internal qi of the spiritual essence of life.
Qin Yu's body ignited with high temperature again, and the cycle repeated.
Qin Yu repeated over a thousand times. His desolate divine eye stared at this space, observing all movements.
The fluctuation of space, the surging of rules, and even the quivering and curling of the tiny blades of grass, all the information surged into his sea of consciousness like a tidal wave.
He needed to confirm one thing now. His next operation would be tremendously dangerous if he failed to confirm it.
Finally, after tens of thousands of movements, he noticed something different.
In the space of that mystic realm, after the weeds were burned, the water vapor emitted fused with the spatial fluctuations.
There was a slight difference from the outside world that was hard to detect. One would not have detected it if not for the desolate divine eye