Walking in the corridor, a strange feeling enveloped Bologue, a sensation he had experienced several times before. In his memory, every time this feeling arose, it was accompanied by the release of Secret Energy.
Ether, the abundant Ether was enveloping him, like an unknown blessing, a Protection upon himself.
"Geoffrey, can you see those things?"
Bologue patted Geoffrey in front of him, his gaze carrying a hint of caution, looking towards the corner of the corridor.
After temporary permission was granted to him, Bologue discovered that the "Cultivation Room" he was familiar with had undergone some changes.
The once clean stone bricks were now covered in dust with some cracks, and in the corners, there were illusions of shadows—a series of figures existing between reality and illusion, constantly appearing and disappearing.
"Don't worry, this is an abnormal phenomenon observed with level three permissions… it's a normal occurrence." Geoffrey explained in a roundabout way.
