The neural pathways in Liu Hong's mind were as broad as a display screen. He tentatively approached and poked it with his spiritual energy, only to find it completely unresponsive, leaving him to heave a helpless sigh.
Since his spiritual energy got no reaction, what was he supposed to do—pry open his skull and pull the thing out to take a look?
If he pried open his skull, wouldn't he be a gonner?
Chapter 215