On the stone platform, Zhou Qing sat cross-legged, seeming to merge with the space itself. If one did not look with their own eyes, they would not be able to sense his presence at all.
Beneath the mud, the Hope Worms connected head to tail, twinkling one after another like stars in the night sky as they formed a peculiar patterned design.
"What is this?"
Dugu Bo memorized the pattern but could not make sense of it. His gaze swept toward Timidit.
"This... I-I don't know."
Timidit was somewhat frightened by Dugu Bo's stern gaze and shook her head hard. This was also her first time seeing such a sight.
Hope Worms—
They could actually be used like this?
As the Hope Worms continued to flash, strands of white light condensed into threads. Centered around Zhou Qing, they intertwined into the illusory figure of a young girl.
"Namiki!"
Hope instantly filled Timidit's dim eyes. Disbelief, excitement, joy—countless emotions turned into tears and moistened her eyes.
"It's only a projection."
Dugu Bo reached out to touch it, only for his hand to pass straight through. Sensing no fluctuations of Soul Power either, he concluded that it was a phantom.
"Amazing! Can Hope Worms preserve past information and display it as a light projection?" Looking at the lifelike Namiki, Riko then examined the Hope Worms swaying faintly and blinking within the mud, utterly amazed.
"No, the Hope Worms should merely be vessels for transmitting and displaying the information. The thing that truly stored the information should be that stone platform."
Prompted by Riko, Dugu Bo seemed to understand.
This entire space was a Soul Tool capable of recording images!
During his time in Holy Soul Village, when Dugu Bo had sought out Tang San to study the theory of human Meridians, he