Just as he finished speaking, An Xiaoxue's expression changed.
"No, according to your description, your mental whip has also mutated. That must have increased the changes that we don't know about. Again," An Xiaoxue said.
"Yes, 1%. Slow down. I'll use my mental perception to sense carefully," An Xiaoxue said.
"Alright."
In the next moment, Xu Tui lashed out three times with his mental whip.
An Xiaoxue's frown deepened.
"Your mental whip has indeed mutated. There are changes that we don't know about, but we can't find them yet. There is a faint vibration force field around the whip."
Suddenly, An Xiaoxue's gaze shifted. She casually threw out 50 silver pills from her pocket, forming a five-meter-wide silver array.
"Use your mental whip to whip me through the silver pill array."
"Okay!