His mind raced, searching for a glimmer of hope.
The Spirit Summoning Talisman deep in his mind suddenly lit up and activated.
Zhu Lingyun took two difficult steps forward, arriving before the distorted light and shadow in the Super Sense.
His left palm slowly and heavily lifted inch by inch to gently touch that twisted light and shadow.
He was instantly blocked by a layer of resilient force, smooth to the touch, resilient in texture, and impossible to push down.
He kept pressing forward stubbornly, but no matter what, he couldn't move it.
Unwilling to give up, he continued pressing.
This obstruction was resilient and firm, dissipating all strength, much like a clay ox entering the sea.
No matter how he pressed, it was the same.
Although the Heaven-Reaching Spirit Talisman lit up, it had no effect since it couldn't contact the other side.
His heart was full of helplessness.
