Mo Hua's expression was excited, his eyes gleaming with brilliant light.
This was the true world of thunder and magnetism!
It was an ocean of primal magnetism, built according to the laws of thunder and magnetism.
Within this Primal Magnetic Sea, cultivators of every shape and kind, bizarre consciousnesses, and tangled, chaotic information all manifested in the form of primal magnetism. Carried by thunder currents, they intertwined, connected, and converged, wondrous and profound.
Though the naked eye could not "see" it, with the Thunder-Magnetic Figurine's aid, he personally sensed this magnificent microscopic spectacle of thunder and magnetism—a sight ordinary cultivators would never have the fortune to witness.
Mo Hua stood stunned for quite a while.
Only after a moment did he come back to himself.
"Time to do something serious..."
After pondering for a moment, Mo Hua began controlling the Thunder-Magnetic Figurine, sending it swimming through the thunder-magnetic currents within the Demon Sect Token's underlying Yuan Magnetic Compound Array. From the Primal Magnetic Sea, he intercepted fragments of information streams and stole confidential intelligence.
The authority of a "skill transmission disciple" was indeed substantial.
And Mo Hua, this "skill transmission disciple," was unlike the others.
By altering magnetic patterns, he had personally "appointed" himself those permissions. Moreover, in the form of thunder and magnetism, he had directly entered the underlying Primal Magnetic Sea—equivalent to bypassing everything and going straight into the backend to cheat.
Anything an ordinary Demon Sect skill transmission disciple could do, he could do as well.
Anything ordinary Demon Sect disciples could not do, he could also do, so long as his permissions allowed it.
And theoretically, he had the right to directly "consult" every piece of complicated information that skill transmission disciples within this Demon Sect could access.
Before Mo Hua lay an enormous "Primal Magnetic