Ke Meng put the Iceblood Needle back into its containment box. With his new skill, he could sense how much energy the basic substances in the air contained.
With the slightest thought, his body could extract energy from external matter in an incomprehensible way, lowering the air temperature.
But his body would also have to bear the cost of wielding this power.
Ke Meng tried lowering the temperature of the air in the room. A second later, goosebumps rose on Old Shi's skin.
"So cold!" Old Shi looked at Ke Meng. "Hey, don't just test it at random! Can you control how much the temperature drops?"
Ke Meng shook his head. This was his first attempt at using a skill unsuited to humans.
Forcing himself to use it sent faint stabbing pains through his nerves and muscles.
Then his Resistance Force kicked in, fighting the backlash with all its strength.
Ke Meng closed his eyes and quietly gauged how much his body could endure. The hidden damage silently disappeared, leaving no trace inside him.
By the time he opened his eyes again, ten seconds had passed.
"Let's go." Ke Meng led Old Shi out to check the rooms one by one.
They started on the top floor and worked their way down, floor after floor.
Now that Ke Meng had acquired an alternative means of perception, he could determine whether a room contained living creatures from the amount of energy in the air and the shapes that concentrated energy formed.
Using this highly efficient method, Ke Meng swept through room after room like a raging wind.
Old Shi followed behind him, holding combat items and feeling extremely tense.
Ke Meng checked the rooms faster and faster. The more he used the skill granted by the Iceblood Needle, the more sensitive