A golden light lit up deep within his pupils, and the gray space around him became transparent in his eyes.

Those eerie structures floating in the air were peeled away layer by layer in the view of the All-Purpose Eye.

And then he saw the eerie whispers hidden in every corner of this space.

They had no fixed form, like constantly twisting smoke, curled up under the stairs, in the layers of rooms, and in the cracks of the gray ground.

From the power distribution and symbiosis, it seemed these eerie whispers were not the masters of this space, but parasites.

In the real world, they could blend into the rules, making them difficult to capture.

But in this alternate space created by the "stairs," the rules were incomplete, and they couldn't blend in, only hiding in this semi-corporeal form.

Jeming's lips curled up into a smile.

This thing was practically at his fingertips.

He extended his right hand, fingers spread, palm facing down.

Spiritual power surged from within him, swiftly weaving into a massive Sealing Array in the gray-white midair.

The Array's diameter exceeded twenty meters, covering a large area above Jeming's head.

Blue rune lines spread out like a spider web in the void, each line precisely locking onto a part of the eerie whispers in this space.

The eerie whispers sensed danger.

They darted out from their hiding places, attempting to flee farther away.

But they couldn't merge with the alternate space's rules, so they could only run and hide like ordinary animals.

The light of the Sealing Array suddenly contracted inward.

The blue runes, like a closing fishing net, captured all the eerie whisper forces in this space in one go.

Their semi-transparent, smoke-like bodies shrunk under the compression of the runes, transforming from smoky pillars over a dozen centimeters long into solid beads the size of a thumb, then from beads to tiny crystals the size of rice grains.

Jeming compressed the Array to its limit, and the crystal's final form was a particle smaller than sesame seeds, emitting a faint gray light, suspended above his palm.

Jeming took a glass test tube from his Inner Grotto Heaven, placing the faint gray particle inside.

After properly sealing the test tube and placing it in his pocket, Jeming looked up, his gaze sweeping over the uncleaned stairs and rooms deeper in this space.

The president and the two support members had already gone far.

Their spiritual power imprints were still moving, delving deeper into the core area of this alternate space.

However, Jeming didn't plan to follow them for now.

After all, he never came here to help the association fight, but rather... to collect materials.

In this alternate space, besides the powerful entities lured away by the president and the others, there were plenty of lower-level but uniquely characteristic eeriness scattered around.

They were hidden in every corner, unable to escape this sealed space.

To Jeming, this was like an open treasure trove.

Jeming turned and walked in the opposite direction of the president.

His steps were light, even leisurely.

The All-Purpose Eye remained activated, and the Fate System was operating at low power.

Every time he passed through an area, the All-Purpose Eye would automatically scan the surrounding space, marking out all the hidden eeriness.

Then, the Sealing Array unfolded, contracted, harvested.

One, two, three.

Dangerous Level, Dangerous Level, Hazard Level.

As the harvest grew, Jeming's smile widened.

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