Ke Meng had previously reasoned that there were one or more Shadow Stream Members in the Door Organization. Otherwise, too many things about the Shadow Stream Organization's passage through the Koi Continent back then made no sense.
Now, Ke Meng watched the gentleman in black frantically split his shadow, drawing out the House in a Book's shadow as though draining blood from a major artery.
Or perhaps he was feeding his own shadow into the House in a Book's shadow, waging a ruthless battle for possession of its body.
"With strength like yours... could you be an Elder of the Shadow Stream?!" the House in a Book said darkly. An invisible, enormous hand formed in the air and pressed down on the gentleman in black.
The next second, the gentleman in black's body burst under the pressure, but the shadow beneath his feet vanished.
"Dead?" the House in a Book murmured. "No, he's inside!"
The House in a Book's emotions fluctuated violently as the struggle within its consciousness began.
At this point, Ke Meng could no longer see their battle on the mental plane. He could only quietly analyze how the fight was going through their emotions and voices.
Battles between streams of consciousness were extremely dangerous. Death could come at any moment.
Whichever side had the stronger will could hold out longer. This was a contest of endurance.
Then came the strength of their mental power. The stronger side could mount fiercer attacks.
There was also mental resistance, a defensive factor so mysterious that it was difficult to explain.
Back then, Ke Meng had barely managed to hold his own against the Shadow Stream leader's shadow with several thousand points of resistance.
After the House in a Book's strength had surged, Ke Meng did not know whether its mental