Why were all his other belongings still there, yet only the scroll had disappeared?
Lin Mo pondered this question. He did not believe it was merely a coincidence; perhaps it was connected to the trial before him.
The scroll, Space Magic...
And this vast white space before him, seemingly without end.
Lin Mo seemed to realize something. He calmed himself, closed his eyes, and emptied his mind, entering a state similar to Meditation. Only then did he pick up the contents about Space Magic in his mind again and reread them word by word.
Gradually, that faint, elusive sensation from before appeared again. Perhaps because this space was unusual, it was much clearer this time.
It felt as though he was about to find the sensation of breaking through his shackles.
Time passed bit by bit. Within this endless white space, Lin Mo had no idea how much time had gone by.
He only knew that after a long period of attempts, he finally caught hold of something, like a flash of inspiration.
His fluctuating mana finally caught traces of the flow of space. It was an extremely mysterious feeling. As he completely immersed his mind in the subtle changes in his mana, it was as though his entire being had also sunk into the ceaseless flow and overlap of space.
Space seemed to become tangible before his eyes, carrying wave-like bands of distortion.
Lin Mo tried using mana to interfere with the space before him. This time, he succeeded!
Riding that momentum, Lin Mo began trying to use Flash.
Having successfully broken through the foundations of Space Magic, everything seemed to become much easier. Without spending much effort, Lin Mo had more or less grasped the trick behind the skill.
He opened his eyes and looked at the white