The treasure chest appeared translucent, emanating an illusory, surreal feeling as if it were some kind of projection. Song Jian reached out to touch it, but his hand grasped at thin air.
"This is..." Song Jian's brows furrowed slightly. It was somewhat understandable for the three-headed demons to appear in the real world, but the appearance of a chest that shouldn't exist in reality, which then seemed not to be real but an illusionary projection in the real world, was something Song Jian had never encountered before.
Just as Song Jian was at a loss, streams of milky white qi began to materialize around him, continuously flowing towards the illusory chest, seeping into it bit by bit, merging with the chest.
In just a short while, the originally illusory treasure chest gradually became solid, and on top of the chest, a sixty-second countdown timer appeared.
