He manipulated his perceptual tendrils to seep out from the skeleton, continuously releasing them around him.
This approach was like using his own body as a terminal, then gradually delegating perception.
His perception quickly covered the scattered flesh and blood, and then, like matching a port, began to selectively pick out the pieces of corpse.
His method of selection was extremely bizarre; what he picked out were not the corpse pieces, but muscle fibers…
The muscle fibers he selected wriggled as if brought to life and crawled toward the skeleton.
The sight of countless muscle fibers crawling together was like countless tiny tendrils of flesh, an image so repulsive that just seeing it made one's scalp tingle.
However, Lin Yi, who generally abhorred such sights, did not feel any unusual emotions while manipulating these muscle fibers.
At this moment, he was as cold as an unfeeling machine.
