Xia Mian had a faint smile on her lips, "Anything that requires the ashes of a soul to activate is naturally nothing good."
Xie Chengming fell silent; Xia Mian had her reasons for doing things.
Since Xia Mian knew this thing seemed ominous but still decided to extract it, she must have her plan.
Xia Mian controlled the barrier to stop before the glowing object.
Now, only a barrier separated them from that thing.
It seemed to sense someone approaching, and the object's glow became even more dazzling.
It was as if it was deliberately tempting someone to take it.
Xia Mian tried to create a hole in the barrier and bring the object inside.
But, as soon as the barrier thinned slightly, the outside pressure surged at the weakened spot.
If Xia Mian reached out for the object, the foulness outside would pour in from where she extended her hand.
"Let me." As Lu Zechuan spoke, he flicked his fingers gently.
