A Spiritual Root couldn't be observed by oneself, and if there was a problem, it couldn't be treated.
But Zhang Biao was different. He was a ghost!
A Spiritual Root was a formless, substanceless thing, and so was a ghost. Perhaps he could see it.
It didn't seem impossible for him to just slip inside and take a look at the situation.
LitRPG / Sci-fi
LitRPG / Sci-fi
Xuanhuan / Supernatural
Wuxia / Martial Arts
Urban / Supernatural
Urban / Sci-fi
Xianxia / Xuanhuan
Harem / Xianxia
LitRPG / Xuanhuan
LitRPG / Mature