What should he do now?
It seems he only has one choice left—to fight off the Sneering Angel head-on?
"So awesome, next time you try defending against the Sneering Angel alone!"
The words that Mu Daxian had been provoked to say by Maozi's dog-cheap aura, like a boomerang crossing a day's time, landed precisely on Lin Yi's head.
What the hell is this debt Lin has to pay?!
But now he really couldn't afford to care about that, hurriedly grabbing the old kerosene lamp and conducting a carpet search, following the memories of the past, searching for the location of the gallery exit as he remembered it.
"It would be great to release perception... oh right, perception!"
In a moment of urgency, Lin Yi couldn't care less and subconsciously used his perception!
"Buzz—"
Invisible ripples emanated from him, revealing every detail in his surroundings within his perception.
