Luo De held the Ancestor Spirit Box and asked Avril.
Since Avril confirmed this was the Ancestor Spirit Box of the mountain cat people, it must have been used.
"Just communicate spiritually, the prohibition above has long been gone."
Avril carefully reminded:
"But go in gently, don't be too rough, it's very fragile inside."
"You say it so well that I dare not attempt it lightly."
Luo De smiled helplessly.
It involves the legacy of the mountain cat people; Luo De doesn't dare to be careless.
"It's okay, you're very gentle."
Avril encouraged: "You're the gentlest man!"
"You just know how to soothe me."
Luo De shook his head helplessly, closed his eyes, cautiously maneuvering his spiritual energy, inch by inch probing into the Ancestor Spirit Box.
A chill gradually came over him, and strange mist gradually floated into his vision.
Soon after, scenes flashed in his mind.
A mountain cat cub squatted in the grass, his amber eyes fixated on the rabbit ahead.
