Ye Shuli pressed her palm against the patterns of the Klein Bottle, the tremor frequency of the imaginary space gradually fading into a rhythmic pulsation.
She gazed at the gradually dimming spiritual vein node in the southeast. The glowing patterns of binary code continuously reassembled in her mind. "We need to go to the spiritual energy source to investigate the topological structure."
Jiang Ye flicked his right hand, which had been scorched by the liquid energy; the star-path imprint gleamed with a silvery radiance amidst the blue light of the newborn spiritual vein.
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