He closed his eyes and carefully visualized the moon icon, and delight immediately rose within him.
Sure enough, the icon had lit up completely!
A vague sense gradually surfaced in his mind. His consciousness passed through the gray-black mist and touched an indistinct presence, while rustling whispers arose in his ears.
"Hm? What's going on?" Zhang Ming's expression shifted slightly. Ordinary Superpowers were easy to sense. Having activated so many abilities, he could already do it effortlessly.
But this moon icon was very difficult to sense, like the incoherent ramblings of a mental patient.
Only after a long while did Zhang Ming roughly understand the situation.
[Demon God-Space-Time Worm: (@...#...￥*)?]
What followed was indeed a string of indecipherable gibberish, like a tangled mass of yarn heaped chaotically within the gray-black mist. And this mass of yarn was immensely heavy. At a glance, there seemed to be more of it than an entire planet-enough to drown a person completely.
This inexplicable situation had never happened before, leaving Zhang Ming rather baffled.
But on closer thought, it was hardly strange. "Attribute Conversion" was fundamentally a personal talent, not an omnipotent "system."
It was perfectly normal that it could not fully analyze a Demon God-level ability.
He laughed at himself. "Looks like my innate ability can only take me as far as the Spirit Limit. I'll have to slowly feel out the rest of the path myself."
Zhang Ming fell silent for a moment, reluctant to accept it. "Could all these years of effort really have come to nothing...?"
He poured more mental power into sensing the moon image.
As he continued pouring in mental power, the icon began devouring it voraciously, absorbing every last bit no matter how much he supplied.
"I refuse to believe this. Let's see how much