Chapter 641: Li Ang: Try It and Die

Just as Li Ang was wondering whether the Myriad-Industry Corpse Immortal might pry that corner back again, Bai Xiaoxiao and Zhao Yan had already been led by that spherical treasure into the Silk Road.

Seeing this, he stopped dwelling on the matter and instead began observing this 【Dream Scripture Pavilion】 through the two of them's vision.

Looking at the enormous scripture pavilion in the distance that seemed like a phantom, Li Ang's gaze flickered slightly.

'I wonder what would happen if I appeared in this place.'

To be honest, he was somewhat curious about what technique soul was hidden within him; logically, after taking the position of 【Entry-Level Dharma Seeker】, with his aptitude he should have been able to show some abnormality.

And the technique souls that each person could manifest differed slightly—for instance, that Wudao Extreme Law Demon Lord manifested 【Talisman】 in the original work.

'How about giving it a try?'

As this thought flashed through his mind, Li Ang slowly formed a plan in his heart.

Although at present he had no way to directly enter the Silk Road, Bai Xiaoxiao and Zhao Yan, as individuals already controlled by 【Spirit-Detaining and General-Dispatching】, strictly speaking represented him in a certain sense.

Therefore, if he wished, he could use the two of them as relays to manifest some of his own characteristics.

Thinking of this, he silently gave an instruction in his heart.

【Something abnormal may happen later; don't be too alarmed.】

Hearing the voice that suddenly sounded in their hearts, Bai Xiaoxiao and Zhao Yan were first stunned, then their expressions immediately grew solemn.

After all, if it warranted that lord personally speaking up, the commotion later probably wouldn't be small.

Reining in their emotions, the two of them blended into the crowd and walked into the enormous scripture pavilion at the center of the Silk Road.

However, the moment they entered the scripture pavilion, Bai Xiaoxiao was stunned by the sight before her.

Tripods, scrolls, gourds.

She saw a dazzling array of pale-blue phantoms drifting quietly in the air.

Just as she was wondering what these objects were, she heard Zhao Yan speak: "These things are 【Technique Souls】, but they're not much use to us."

As he spoke, he slightly raised his right hand: "Logically speaking, our Forgotten River Academy should—"