Xuan Feng coldly shouted at Lin Feng.
At this moment, Lin Feng suddenly opened his eyes, for he was now able to roughly grasp the changing rhythm of the Power Maze.
Ignoring Xuan Feng, Lin Feng moved his mind, stimulated his Spiritual Sense, transforming it into thread-like finesse, and sent it threading through the maze.
The Spiritual Sense, like a tiny spirit snake, continuously weaved through the Power Maze. Every time the maze was about to change, Lin Feng's Spiritual Thought followed suit, allowing the densely packed threads of power to never touch his Spiritual Sense.
Lin Feng concentrated deeply, not even daring to blink, as he strived to bring his Spiritual Sense closer to the Void Divine Map.
Buzz!!
The maze made of threads continuously transformed and waved, containing destructive power within.
