"It's starting..." Ling Mo stared into Xia Na's eyes and murmured softly.
At this moment, his invisible Spirit Tentacles had completely enveloped Xia Na's Spirit Light Ball, and as he spoke, the tentacles began to probe into the core of the Spirit Light Ball bit by bit.
It was like forcibly squeezing into a gel, and with every inch Ling Mo's Spirit Tentacles penetrated, he could feel tremendous resistance.
Xia Na was not actively resisting; on the contrary, she was trying hard to relax her spirit, such as emptying her mind as much as possible to make herself less tense.
The feeling of looking into Ling Mo's eyes seemed to reassure Xia Na a lot.
After all, whether human or zombie, no one would find their Spirit World being intruded a pleasant experience.
In fact, Ling Mo's approach could be even simpler and more brutal, which would be to issue some commands to Xia Na through their Spiritual Connection, or forcefully stir her Spirit Light Ball...
