"When did you become so abstract?"
The Artifact Spirit could hardly imagine that, in such a solemn and tense atmosphere, it could still find anything to laugh about.
After all, what they were doing now was an extremely risky undertaking.
Yet Hanyu's method ultimately made it unable to stop itself from rolling around the Sea of Consciousness, clutching its belly and laughing uproariously.
Earlier, the fellow had been behaving properly, coiling his roots beneath each tree underground, then waiting for the bottle to slowly steal the providence.
It had only been about half an hour. Neither Hanyu nor the Artifact Spirit had dared make too much noise, but as time continued to pass—
Or rather, Hanyu began to lose patience. At this rate, if he wanted to steal the entire Enlightenment Dao Forest, he would be at it until the Year of the Monkey.
Yes, Hanyu was not joking. He truly intended to strip the Yanluo Hall bare in a single go.
It was just that his method was rather bizarre. At present, he was grabbing the roots of seven or eight Enlightenment Dao Trees at once and forcibly dragging them out to coil around himself. His entire body was wrapped up so densely that he looked as though he had been bound against his will.
And in this state, Hanyu could only show his head. He looked especially ridiculous.
As a result, the Artifact Spirit was still clutching its belly and rolling around with laughter.
Hanyu's face darkened, and he refused to look at it. It's not embarrassing if it's for the providence.
If not for the sake of increasing his speed, why would he have turned himself into this mess?
Still, it made sense. After Hanyu changed his method, the speed of absorption had not changed at all,