Huo Yuhao touched the Black Dragon Reverse Scale hanging around his neck and infused it with a trace of Mental Power.
The dragon scale pressed against his skin immediately became like an octopus sucker, firmly fastening itself to his chest.
A streak of purple continuously spread outward, gradually enveloping his entire body.
Upon closer inspection, it was clearly a layer of fine dragon scales.
"Di Tian is pretty reliable when it comes to getting things done."
Feeling the terrifying surge in his defensive power, Huo Yuhao could not help thinking to himself.
It would be great if I could have such powerful defenses someday.
Let's begin.
Huo Yuhao thought to himself as two strings of Grade Eight Milk Bottles appeared in his hands. The Soul Core within him began spinning rapidly, madly devouring the surrounding Heaven and Earth Origin Qi.
Huo Yuhao's Mental Power surged turbulently within his Sea of Spirit, while the closed vertical pupil on his brow trembled faintly.
His Mental Detection spanned over ten thousand meters, taking everything nearby into his mind. Every spatial rhythm appeared before Huo Yuhao's eyes in the finest detail.
Huo Yuhao hovered before the numerous detection Soul Tools. Strange, transparent Runes constantly flew from his hands, swiftly merging into the surrounding space and vanishing, as though he were conducting some kind of probe.
One profound transparent Rune after another soon emerged from afar before disappearing again, yet none of them satisfied Huo Yuhao.
Under Huo Yuhao's Mental Detection, the empty world was a Void. Souls seemed to have been reduced to simple lines, becoming particle-like existences that moved at high speed.
The world was made of simple white lines, while people were tiny black specks amid those lines.
Huo Yuhao suddenly felt as though the outline of the entire world had become