Chapter 1161: Chapter 547: Can Maozi Use My Skill?
Lin Yi was slightly stunned: “You sound so professional, you seem to know a lot?”
“If you don’t want to listen, I won’t say more.” Mao Feiyang said disdainfully.
“Sorry, my bad.”
Lin Yi put on a mischievous look, choking Mao Feiyang: “Sotis I feel like we’re about to switch roles.”
“Mr. Mao, please continue with the lesson.” Lin Yi said in a high-pitched voice with a eunuch-like tone.
Mao Feiyang smirked: “We have a hypothesis—an unproven hypothesis…”
“Uh, hold on… ‘we’?” Lin Yi was puzzled.
Mao Feiyang said: “Yes, ‘we’, you, , Young Master Tian, Wei Sang, Kuai Zi, and… Wei Liang. We’ve put forward a hypothesis that the ‘Shrouded in mist and chasing light’ effect applies to all transcendent beings…”
“Those lost souls have no concept of ‘ti’ here. They might be creatures who’ve been subrged for thousands of years or ones that have just recently sunk, but the deep layers have frozen their ‘ti’, allowing them to exist in a special form.”
“And in this nearly eternal ti, so ‘paintings’ provide a sustaining function like ‘worlds’ created for them… thus, the Shrouded in mist and chasing light seekers beco part of the painting worlds.”
“Once we linger here too long and lose our ‘identity’, we’ll be assimilated by the world.”
“Who created these paintings?” Lin Yi asked, “Not all paintings have the ability to display such power, right?”
“That’s for certain.” Mao Feiyang said, “Only the gallery’s creators ‘Original Apostles’, or so outstanding artists from later generations have that ability.”
“Such a setup was intended from the beginning to trap and kill those like us who transition to ‘her’ chamber through ‘layer transition’…”
“They don’t want ‘her’ state to be disrupted, hoping she’ll continue in eternal slumber.”
“Then what are you doing now?” Lin Yi asked.
He noticed that after Mao Feiyang showed up here, he put away his feather sculpture and kept moving through the cetery, constantly examining one crooked tombstone after another, seemingly searching for sothing.
“Of course, I’m looking for a path to continue the transition!” Mao Feiyang said, pointing at the figure beneath the mist, “See them? They’re still a distance away from us; we have to find the next path before they locate us.”
“Seen ‘The Matrix’? Right now, we’re the virus in this world; those Agent Smiths are on their way. If they catch up to us, over ti, we’ll beco one of them.”
“Sounds quite cursed, but no choice—it’s been this way since ancient tis.”
“So, Old Lin, why don’t you help search!”
“Alright! I’ll definitely help you, but what are you looking for?”
“I don’t really know what to look for either. The symbols on the tombstones appeared before human writing. I have no clue what they an… But Old Lin, your will once reached ‘her’ chamber. Search for the ‘scent of mory’, and if it’s a match, we’ve found it!”
“Why didn’t you ntion sothing so crucial earlier?” Lin Yi was suddenly a bit angry.
“In fact, there’s no need for to say too much. If you had passed by earlier, you would’ve definitely felt it.” Mao Feiyang added, “Besides, wasn’t I just explaining to you?”
“Old Lin, dogs can distinguish 2 million different scents. Although a human nose is only 1/1200th of a dog’s, it’s not bad. You’re just not using it attentively…”
Lin Yi said: “The way you talk makes it seem like you’re training police dogs…”
“If you must put it that way, there’s nothing I can do.” Mao Feiyang said, “Hurry and find it, before they attack us… enter the next layer.”
“Okay, okay…” Lin Yi stopped wasting ti, took a deep breath, and sent his perception outward, simultaneously activating ‘Field of View Insight’.
“Buzz…”
A ripple imdiately spread out around Mao Feiyang as the center, Lin Yi’s phantom silhouette erged behind Mao Feiyang like a Primordial Spirit Dharma Form.
“Good… good, good…” Mao Feiyang’s lips curled into a sowhat sinister smile, and his eyes seed to overlap with Lin Yi’s, as if the ‘Field of View Insight’ effect was simultaneously augnting him.
“Buzz buzz buzz…”
The ripples continued to spread, the perception network spread madly outward, covering the ground, instantly bringing nurous tombstones into the perception domain.
anwhile, the figure not far away finally erged from the mist, stepping into the cetery’s range.
It was an Old Cowboy, tall and sturdy, wearing a black leather jacket and worn-out jeans, with tallic decorations on the jacket glinting coldly in the dim light.
This image was unexpected for Lin Yi, resembling a Western cowboy whose pri had yet to co.
When he appeared in the cetery, Lin Yi’s mind imdiately connected him with Johnny Blaze, the cetery caretaker from the movie ‘Evil Spirit Knight’.
“Oi~” The Old Cowboy called out from afar, his voice carrying the ultra-mature old Western masculine vibe with a bubbling gravelly tone, “Now’s not a good ti for grave robbing, kid.”
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