Divine intent swept past, appearing exceptionally sensitive and precise under his current state. Yu Ci could recognize the shapes and colors of objects, and even perceive their unique tactile sensations. Yet precisely because it was too detailed, it was difficult to confirm anything.
Did it seem somewhat different?
The information fragments stripped from the "iceberg" were merely fragments, or to be more precise, they were simply passing, extremely hazy flashes of imagery. Accurately matching them to physical objects was not easy.
Just as he was in a daze, light filtered through the gaps in the densely cracked rock strata overhead, and high-temperature-scorched grey earth fell in rustling showers. Amidst this, the turbulent aura of the ghost beast was extremely "conspicuous." Responding to its emotions, firelight flowed through the rock crevices, presenting a grey-white color, with occasional tongues of flame piercing through, hissing with considerable force.
Yu Ci's nerves tightened, and he prepared to take on the ghost beast's thunderous impact. Yet one breath, two breaths, three breaths...
The firelight in the rock crevices was dazzling, but far from charging down, the position of the ghost beast's aura even retreated a bit further. It seemed somewhat hesitant, or perhaps wary of something.
The blue and red blood within the cleft was still burning, and the emitted light intertwined with the firelight from the rock crevices overhead, dyeing this space with colors—strangely demonic, and within that demonic strangeness, undergoing changes.
Yu Ci noticed that over the space of a few breaths, the bluish-white luminosity in this region seemed to intensify somewhat, and the temperature also rose.
The ghost beast within the rock strata retreated further, but quickly checked its momentum. Perhaps feeling that its previous performance was rather disgraceful, a deep roar pierced through the rock strata. The firelight in the crevices