It was a wooden tray inlaid with various kinds of gemstones. On top of this small wooden tray, a wisp of white airflow drifted gently.
Though it drifted, this wisp of airflow remained condensed and unscattered, vaguely colliding left and right as if trying to break out of its encirclement. Meanwhile, the wooden tray beneath it continuously emitted a pale golden barrier of light during the impacts, enclosing it within and preventing it from breaking through.
Jing Hongchen watched the airflow struggle for a long time in silence before speaking. "Stop struggling. What's the use of wasting your effort? No soul beast is going to come to your rescue no matter how hoarse you scream."
Chapter 116