Lin Chen looked a certain way, so naturally Su Yan had fewer questions, given the situation made Su Yan not dare to slack off.
Although his expression was somewhat withered, it carried an intense seriousness, and then Su Yan moved within Lin Chen's sea of consciousness.
With his movements, a pure white breath continuously emerged from Su Yan's figure, intertwining with the layers of erupting black breath.
When the two initially mingled, it was like water meeting fire, producing a sizzling sound, evaporating within Lin Chen's consciousness.
"Hold onto your mind, leave the rest to me."
Su Yan's expression was grave as he moved within Lin Chen's consciousness, and with each action, he brushed away some of the sinister energy in Lin Chen's sea of consciousness.
However, this breath was extremely dense, clinging thickly within Lin Chen's sea of consciousness, which made it somewhat troublesome for Su Yan to deal with.
