Xiao Heng looked at the yellow-glowing bead ahead of him, laboriously lifted one foot, set it down, then raised the other.
In an instant, the immense force bent Xiao Heng's shoulders. Dou Qi coursed through his body, golden scales emerged, and his frame suddenly grew taller.
He slowly extended his hand. Every inch he moved seemed to require tremendous effort.
Zi Yan looked curiously at the area shrouded in yellow light, then jumped right in. Her waist immediately bent, but she quickly straightened again, saying in surprise, "What immense pressure."
She continued forward, but every step became more difficult. In the end, she gave up. She found it pointless, mainly because she could barely keep walking. If she continued, she would have to use her trump cards. She was not foolish enough to use a trump card just to satisfy her curiosity.
Finally, Xiao Heng touched the yellow bead. In that instant, his waist abruptly bent, and he dropped to one knee. With a bang, his knee smashed a large crater into the ground.
Xiao Heng returned to his normal form, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and grinned as he looked at the pale yellow-glowing bead in his hand.
"As expected of a good treasure!" Xiao Heng praised it, without finding this strange. Treasures possessed spirituality, and it was only natural for them to protect themselves. This was a form of self-preservation, as well as a test. If one could not even hold it in one's hand, one was unworthy of using its power.
Zi Yan ran over, curiously looked at the bead in Xiao Heng's hand, and took it into her own. "It's so light!"
Xiao Heng nodded. He could not let her mess around with it, so he hurriedly took it back, placed it in a jade