For a moment, Liu Yang's movements stalled.
Ling Mo stood where he was, staring at him with a grave expression…
Did it work?
After that endlessly long second, the tentacles dispersed, and Liu Yang's eyes were revealed.
No blood…
He suddenly snapped his eyes open, and inside his eyeballs it looked like countless tentacles were writhing. Then, these "tentacles" slowly shrank back into the depths of his eyes…
Ling Mo's scalp went numb at the sight, and he thought to himself, "Looks like he blocked the attack with those blood vessels… That means his eyes actually no longer have the function of seeing… Then how is he 'seeing' me? Smell? Sensing?"
While he was thinking this, Ling Mo launched several more attacks in a row. After Liu Yang opened his eyes, he continued walking toward him.
Ten meters… nine meters… eight meters…
