Lin Feng's Doubts: Was Resurrection Impossible?

After the wall disappeared, the other side was ordinary cosmic darkness.

The bald sorceress could no longer sit still. The wall had appeared, vanished, appeared, and vanished again. Even a fool could tell Lin Feng was behind it.

"Lin Feng, what did you just...?"

The Ancient One had her suspicions.

"This wall is strange, but it's useful."

"And now it's mine." Lin Feng couldn't stop the corners of his mouth from curling upward. He looked like a smug villain.

Well, he could hardly be blamed.

So far, the wall had only shown the ability to record history and predict the future.

But deep down, Lin Feng felt there had to be more to it.

He trusted his instincts. It might look like just a wall, but it couldn't be any less valuable than the Heart of the Universe.

After all, even the system couldn't figure out what the hell it was.

The moment the wall appeared in Lin Feng's mind, it had jolted the system into action.

The system was clearly curious about it too, constantly trying to analyze the wall inside his mind.

But the glaring analysis progress made Lin Feng want to laugh.

Progress: 0.001%

Hahahaha! So even this lousy system has days like this!

Far from being frustrated, Lin Feng was delighted. The slower the analysis, the more it proved this thing was extraordinary!

Phew!

Lin Feng sat back down at the little table, poured himself a cup of tea, and happily drained it.

The Ancient One was still standing there, stunned.

On one point, Lin Feng was absolutely right: the wall could do far more than predict the future and record history.

The Ancient One knew a fair bit of strange, arcane magic.

After becoming a soul, she had encountered even more bizarre beings.