Mo Ran's fingers flew, forming a heart-shaped seal. With a thrust of his palm, he sent the seal flying toward Ryan. The seal resembled a translucent flame, unreal yet clearly visible, exuding an eerie and dreamlike aura.
The moment Ryan sensed it, his heart skipped a beat. From that heart seal, he felt a terrifying intent to burn the soul itself, causing his spirit to tremble.
This was another mental attack.
Fear crept into Ryan's heart.
He had already tasted the danger once. Facing it again, he could not help but feel nervous. The cyan energy that had saved him earlier was nowhere to be found, and he could not be sure it would appear again.
He could not gamble his life on uncertainty.
Just then, Wang Bi'er's voice rang out urgently, "Brother Li, mental attacks aren't as terrifying as they seem. Steady your mind, focus on your spiritual platform. When the invading energy enters, guide your spiritual sea to expel it."
