After settling in with what they all had just witnessed, the weaker ones began palpitating in fear, and the braver ones gritted their teeth in worry.
"Little Ming, the possession of the three is flawed. We might have a chance," Xue Mao sent an encrypted message through his spiritual sense to Xiao Ming.
"Really?" the latter queried, still reeling in amazement from what had just happened.
"Yes. Their bodies and souls are likely to collapse anytime soon, which is why we still have a chance to attack rather than shy away—since that's pretty much what their possessors want us to do," Xue Mao hinted further, causing a light of clarity to flash through Xiao Ming's eyes.
"That's good news then. But aside from the Dark Soul String... hold on, I get it now—the Mind Spectrum spell, right?" Xiao Ming replied, though a little bit of uncertainty remained in his heart.
"Yes," Xue Mao reassured with a cold squint.
