Li Shuning could feel the orb struggling constantly, but how could the well-prepared Li Shuning let it escape?
If it were to escape, who knows when it could be found again, or what consequences it might bring? Such a thing must never happen.
Li Shuning's spiritual power surged toward the orb, and the orb slowly developed some cracks.
Yun Zimo, standing by, noticed Li Shuning's face was somewhat flushed, inexplicably worried whether Li Shuning could withstand it.
Fortunately, after some time, the orb suddenly turned into powder, and as it did, Li Shuning's spiritual power also dispersed completely.
Previously, one could clearly sense a divine soul within the orb, but now, that divine soul had dissipated like smoke.
When Li Shuning's spiritual power dispersed, some images appeared in her mind.
After carefully feeling them, she inexplicably sighed.
"Girl, what's wrong?" Yun Zimo asked with some concern.
