It was common knowledge that Star-Eater Worms were enormous Leviathans without souls, acting solely on instinct. But precisely because these colossal creatures had no souls, there were no psychic beacons to latch onto. Even probing one with your mind could draw your consciousness into an indescribable chaos, let alone attacking it psychically.
And now Yu Lian felt as though his mind had been drawn into a gloomy chaos, so dark he couldn't see his own hand. Ahead, behind, to either side, above, below—he couldn't sense any boundary at all.
In such an environment, a person's senses were naturally distorted. Even their perception of time could become completely disoriented. With the mental strength of most psions, lingering too long in a collapsing world like this would quickly make them lose their grasp on reality. Their souls would be as if cast into an abyss without a glimmer of light, until they were snuffed out within it.
Never use psychic techniques on giant Phantasms. This was a lesson every system-trained transcendent had to learn during basic training.
But we all knew that basic training didn't apply to extreme situations. And for Yu Lian, this risk was worth taking.
He was in that twisted world, where not a glimmer of light could be seen, yet he remained focused, guarding the clarity of his mind. His thoughts still raced, following the guidance of his sixth sense. When he felt some unseen direction calling to him, he extended his awareness toward it without the slightest hesitation.
Then, after an uncertain stretch of time, he faintly caught sight of a blurred shadow at the edge of his vision.
In this world without sound or light, where sensation, space, and even time had fallen out of alignment, the indistinct ripple was almost impossible to make out. It