Unlike Flaxseed, Jared did not care about Tigris’ skin and tendons because the statue before him was worth even more.
Having been around for thousands of years, the statue has probably absorbed an immeasurable amount of spiritual energy.
If I can use it as a source, I believe I’ll be able to improve myself even further. I might even become a Manifestor.
Jared’s spiritual sense slowly emanated from his body to envelop the statue. He hoped to uncover all the statue’s secrets with Tigris finally out of the way.
However, just as Jared’s spiritual sense was about to shroud the statue, a flash of golden light suddenly cut him off.
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