Lightning in the Space Storm

Seeing that Lin Feng was staring at Landry's hand, everyone also looked over. However, Landry's hand was empty. What was Lin Feng looking at?

Landry then smiled and asked, "Fellow Daoist Lin, what do you see?"

"Lines, many lines," Lin Feng replied.

The others were bewildered; they couldn't see anything.

Little Black sighed, realizing that these two were acting strangely again, lost in their own world.

Landry was still smiling. "Apart from the lines?"

"Apart from the lines?" Lin Feng scrutinized and noticed numerous threads converging in Landry's hand, almost forming a tangled mass.

But despite the tangle, it didn't appear disorderly.

An idea struck Lin Feng. He followed those threads with his gaze and saw that they connected to the people trailing behind him.

Then, he focused his attention on the tangled ball of threads, but still couldn't discern much.