"Woah! Wow! It's so beautiful!" Huo Ling exclaimed as he looked at the orange crystal held by Yi Bing.
Yi Bing turned to him. "You don't feel anything from it?" he asked.
"Hm? Nope? Should I feel something?" Huo Ling asked and he pondered over it. "It felt warm?" he said.
The coldness in Yi Bing's eyes thawed slightly. The skin of his fingers feels being burned by the Soul Fragment. But, in order for Huo Ling to not notice anything strange, he endured the pain that was starting to burn his muscles, bones, and his soul.
He felt his soul was stung and he immediately took out a special box from his suit before he placed the Soul Fragment inside it. As soon as the lid of the box was closed, they heard a loud rumbling sound, and the mausoleum started to shake.
"W – what… what's happening?!" Huo Ling asked as he gripped Yi Bing's clothes tight.
