Fang Yu felt like his CPU was starting to overheat.
The complexity of the Spirit's ability was still making him feel a bit out of control.
He shook the skull, and the Spirit inside it turned chaotic with panic, Fang Yu laughed.
"However, from now on, I'm the one who decides your life or death."
Ding Hui turned her head to look at him strangely.
"Who are you talking to?"
"The rewind spirit inside the skull."
Ding Hui was instantly delighted.
"Being able to communicate, that would be even better. If I can dissect a living, communicative spirit, I should be able to master it much quicker."
Ding Hui spoke terrifying words without realizing the immense psychological impact they had on the rewind spirit inside the skull.
"She knows the Spirit slicing technique too??"
The rewind spirit almost screamed, but only Fang Yu could hear its voice.
Fang Yu shrugged.
"Now you know your predicament."
The rewind spirit glared angrily at Fang Yu.
