He touched it with his fingertip.
A cold force transferred to his body.
It was just for a moment, but Lu Yuan's heart experienced a severe, wrenching pain, and his blood almost boiled.
"Damn it, is a [Ghost] drawing my blood?!"
"No good, I can't put it into the Storage Space." His heart was struck with terror, a fear surged up from the base of his spine. Just having been resurrected, was he about to die again?
The Extraordinary Spark flickered suddenly.
It was only then that Lu Yuan broke free from this force and escaped the predicament.
He immediately threw the ball of resin back onto the ground.
"Damn it, this thing already shows signs of breaking its seal." Lu Yuan rubbed the red patch on his palm as big drops of sweat rolled down his cheeks.
It was just from that fleeting moment, yet his arm felt as if it had been scalded by boiling water.
Many capillaries ruptured, and streams of fresh blood seeped from his pores.
