Initially, his Will Body would dim briefly before recovering, but he quickly "adapted," and the sound waves from the Gray Mist Sea could no longer significantly affect him.
"Swish——Swish——Swish——"
As he continued to arrange things, the Gray Mist Sea's surface was constantly stirred up with tsunami-like waves, yet these lampposts seemed to grow like hairs on the surface of the sea, swaying with the waves without being affected at all.
Lin Yi kept recalling the words of the "Divine Craftsman" in his mind, no matter how the Gray Mist Sea played tricks, he continued to draw closer to his final goal.
Soon, more than half of the lampposts were laid out, and the red paint numbers on them seemed to come alive, slowly wriggling and transforming into flying characters that formed secret pattern symbols within Lin Yi's anchor point...
