Li Chengfeng slowly tilted the bottle mouth toward the water tank.
Plop.
A drop of acid dripped into the water tank,
and the four submerged Spiritual Communication Characteristics began to emit a faint white glow.
Plop, plop, plop.
Li Chengfeng increased the speed of dripping the acid,
letting several consecutive drops fall into the water tank.
The glow of the Spiritual Communication Characteristics started to intensify. United against the acid, the four characteristics seemed to join forces, emitting the same level of brightness to resist the invasion of the acid.
And then, a surge of power erupted.
Zhou Xuan closed his eyes to perceive. This time, he didn't fully unleash his perception—he held back, wary of disturbing the others in the laboratory.
The energy of the Spiritual Communication Characteristics flowed like a chilling wind, blending with Zhou Xuan's perception. The piercing cold began to wrap around him as the force spread.
