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"How was my improvement this time, Senior?" Lu Yin asked.
Thousand Machine Strange Performance looked at him. "Impressive."
"How does it compare to Le Lou Ku Jin? You've always said my potential exceeds Le Lou Ku Jin's. Does it really?" Lu Yin asked again.
Thousand Machine Strange Performance replied, "I suppose it does."
Lu Yin had a rough idea. It seemed Thousand Machine Strange Performance couldn't clearly tell where his potential ended. That shouldn't have been the case, but then again, at the beginning, it had seemed inexplicably close to the black sphere, staring at him. It seemed he had done something it couldn't understand.
Just now, it had mentioned movement.
Could it be that nothing inside the black sphere could move?
And he had moved, which was why it couldn't understand?
He was about to ask something else.
Thousand Machine Strange Performance raised a paw. A black speck appeared above its palm, then grew larger until it became the same black sphere.
"Again?"
"Go inside and absorb Dead Silence Power. Let's see how much you can absorb."
Lu Yin looked at the black sphere, then at Thousand Machine Strange Performance. "We're not waiting for Death Great Teleportation?"
"I have enough Dead Silence Power."
"Then why did we wait for Death Great Teleportation last time?"
"Just because."
Lu Yin stepped into the black sphere. This time, it didn't contract toward the center. He began absorbing the power by circulating the Heaven Star Art.
"Please expand the black sphere, Senior."
Thousand Machine Strange Performance wanted to find out how much Dead Silence Power he could absorb now, so it could compare with last time and see the difference.
Lu Yin wanted to find out his limit, too.
Outside the black sphere, Thousand Machine Strange Performance watched calmly. The sphere expanded