Guessing the Sacred Spirit

In the ancestral hall of the Nicholas family, Romo looked up and sighed.

Although his soul could not leave the Nicholas family, he could still sense Corsia's magical power. Now that the other party's aura had dissipated, she had probably left this place.

He could naturally sense Corsia's thoughts and feelings.

However, his current personal situation was too difficult to explain. It was better not to see her for the time being. Of course, even if he wanted to see her, he would not be able to.

Although he could send a voice transmission or get his descendants to convey it, there was no need. There was really no need.

He was currently in a state where he was neither dead nor alive. There was no need for him to disturb Corsia, let alone delay her magical cultivation.

I'll wait a little longer. When I reach the Heavenly Divine Realm, we might be able to meet again…