Sun Hang mischievously poked at the statue's nostrils with his finger, and immediately, that strange sensation appeared in his own nasal passage.
"Is it merely sensory synchronization, or..."
The blade of Ji2796's fingertip extended and lightly sliced the statue's face.
Sun Hang could feel the blade cutting into the skin, but the statue's face showed no marks.
Initially, Sun Hang felt nothing, but two seconds later, a mild burning sensation came from his cheek. He touched it with his fingers, only to find a smear of fresh blood.
"Is the attack being transferred to me?" Sun Hang muttered, "A rule-based supernatural entity?"
But if it was a supernatural entity, why was his devouring ability wholly ineffective against it?
Sun Hang considered this and then placed the head back into the hollow behind the statue—yet as soon as he did, a suffocating feeling surged, his vision turned fuzzy, and the entire world seemed to spin...
