Of course, it was actually somewhat rash of Chen Ping to judge how much power Er Ming could bring to bear based on that alone.
After all, Er Ming had not demonstrated the same ability as Di Tian to shift through space continuously without pause.
Even so, this display of casually crushing space in his grasp still opened Chen Ping's eyes, while also making him more cautious in both word and deed.
In the Divine Realm, Da Ming and Er Ming could only serve as errand runners for Tang San. They even struggled with that, and he had sent them straight down to look after a child.
But that did not change the fact that Er Ming, who could at most count as small fry in the Divine Realm, even had the ability to solidify space. If Chen Ping really confronted those two now, even opening a portal to escape would be difficult.
Yet while Chen Ping was still reeling from the power Er Ming had just displayed, Electrolux's voice rang out in his Sea of Consciousness once again.
"Boy, take a look at the eight thickest pillars in this Clear Sky Castle."
At those words, Chen Ping instinctively looked toward the eight seemingly sturdy solid-wood pillars. However he examined them, they appeared to be nothing more than pillars fashioned from ordinary iron birch, no different from the other, slightly smaller pillars.
No, that was not right.
Chen Ping's gaze sharpened, settling on the triangular platforms beneath those pillars. These platforms did not seem to fit the pillars particularly well.
Immediately afterward, Electrolux snapped his fingers in Chen Ping's Sea of Consciousness. That special sensory state returned, in which the perception of Divine Sense pierced through everything and missed nothing, providing a view even clearer than Spiritual Detection.
With this