Chapter 88: Old Friends Meeting as Strangers

"Oh, even without the support of Elder Zuo and Elder Lin's abilities, your thoughts can still remain here. You must really miss me!" Mu Fanchen looked at the soft clay trying hard to form a human shape yet failing repeatedly, reached out and let a dot of blue light float over it, enveloping it.

"You've always been like this, obviously not a spiritual ability user, what are you doing being so stubborn here? If you were here in person, it might've made me think a little." As he said this, his fingers slightly lifted, the blue light retracted into his body, and a completely black figure condensed into shape with his help.

Looking at his hands formed from condensation, Gu Shenghui sat up from the ground and rubbed his neck, "Is it merely thinking a little? Seems I've been underestimated!"