Angel appeared utterly calm, as though all conceivable twists and turns were, in his eyes, nothing more than a simple formula with no unknowns.
He looked completely in control.
But the real Angel had already begun to feel his heart pound.
If not for his absolute control over his emotions, his embarrassment would probably have been impossible to hide.
Originally, Angel had thought that since the Sacred Corpse Crystal contained a slumbering consciousness, he should be able to detect some trace of it by probing with his spiritual power.
After all, consciousness was also a manifestation of aggregated energy.
As long as he could sense energy fluctuations, he could follow the clues back to the consciousness's main stronghold.
And once he pinpointed the consciousness's location, using Nightmare Illusion Dream Entry would be easy.
However, his hopes were beautiful, while reality fell short.
As his spiritual power scanned it again and again, he discovered not even the faintest energy fluctuation. It was as though this Sacred Corpse Crystal truly was nothing but an ordinary crystal.
Half a minute later.
Maintaining his composure, Angel raised his eyes toward Yota in the distance. "Can we talk about this Sacred Corpse Crystal?"
Yota froze for a moment. "Is there something wrong with this Sacred Corpse Crystal?"
Angel shook his head with studied calm. "No. I'm simply curious. Why did the Giant City Spirit choose this Sacred Corpse Crystal for the test? Could it have some particular significance?"
Angel's expression was perfectly measured, as if he were genuinely curious about why the Giant City Spirit had chosen this Sacred Corpse Crystal.
But what he was really thinking was another question: Could this Sacred Corpse Crystal have been specifically picked to mess with my head?
Yes. After discovering that there were no energy fluctuations within the