"This..."
Xie Xuanyi stared at the black box in his palm, somewhat dazed.
So many years.
It was the first time he had encountered such a situation.
The scene just now was like a dream, illusionary, yet incredibly real.
There was only one explanation.
The battlefield at Resentful Ghost Ridge, surrounded by evil spirits and after countless years of sedimentation, had formed a special heaven-earth formation, powerful enough to affect the minds of those who entered... Even a Divine Soul Practitioner like Xie Xuanyi was disturbed by the Divine Soul Illusion Realm of the ancient battlefield.
Soon, Xie Xuanyi regained his senses.
He looked intently at the black box in his palm, trying to open it with Primordial Power.
Click!
The black box remained unmoved!
"This is a relic from the ancient battlefield, probably sealed by a special secret technique,"
Xie Xuanyi raised an eyebrow.
He gazed at the black box, its serpentine dragon patterns containing ancient and mysterious power.
