This is still the first time that something can maintain its original form at his conceptual layer.
Lu Yuanming glanced at the forty-meter-long sword in his hand and his own body several meters high, then looked at the sphere that still maintained its original size...no, perhaps slightly smaller than its original size? In any case, the sphere was still very small.
Memetic hazards are ineffective against Lu Yuanming, and as for concepts... he is a being of total divine essence, fundamentally different from those with fixed concepts.
Thus, he didn't have any fear of this sphere. Otherwise, what? Could the sphere possibly use its tiny body to kill him?
With the absence of fear or apprehension, all that remained towards the unknown was curiosity.
Lu Yuanming crouched next to this wooden sphere, and he clearly saw it trembling violently. As he drew closer, its trembling intensified.
