Having slain an enemy, Lu Xuanji felt no joy in his heart, instead, a faint sense of loss lingered.
His heart was quite perplexed, not knowing what to say.
Suppressing the emptiness in his heart, Lu Xuanji disappeared.
Arriving at a secret location, he activated an array to protect himself, and informed Hong Tian to be on alert. It was only then that Lu Xuanji opened the box.
Inside the box, there lay a fist-sized fruit, red tinged with green, exuding a faint fragrance, with a frost aura on the surface, seemingly freezing everything;
Mystical runes adorned its surface, and the combination of numerous runes resembled the most profound of talismans.
Faint spiritual qi circled around the fruit.
Lu Xuanji had to close his eyes and cease his gaze.
Upon reopening his eyes, Lu Xuanji's expression returned to calmness as he gazed at the fruit, his eyes still blazing with heat.
