Chen Cheng clenched his heart hard, took several deep breaths, and only then continued looking at that enormous heart, as massive as a meteorite.
The Artifact Spirit in his grasp began stirring up trouble again.
"Despairing? Does it feel utterly hopeless? You never imagined that I am the World Heart, did you?"
Though the Artifact Spirit still sounded arrogant, it was merely deliberate posturing, meant to disrupt Chen Cheng's thoughts.
But the Artifact Spirit did not know that Chen Cheng feared only the unknown. Once he understood its true circumstances, Chen Cheng would only seek to analyze and comprehend it, rather than fear it.
The Divine Eye fell upon the heart, yet Chen Cheng could not see anything unusual.
After thinking for a moment, Chen Cheng put away the Divine Eye and examined it inch by inch with nothing but his naked eyes.
Only after countless minute inspections, when he had nearly committed every tiny detail of the World Heart to memory, did Chen Cheng look at the Artifact Spirit dangling from his hand.
Ignoring the fellow's stream of filthy words, he threw another punch and blew it apart.
At the same time, Chen Cheng carefully observed the entire World Heart until he discovered a trace of abnormality in one tiny spot.
It was an exceedingly fine blood vessel clinging to the World Heart, so tiny that it would have gone unnoticed without close examination.
When Chen Cheng had blown apart the Artifact Spirit with his punch, this blood vessel should originally have pulsed along with the heart. Yet it had given a faint tremor, and with that slight tremor, its form instantly overlapped with the twisted, mutated appearance the Artifact Spirit had shown earlier.
"Found you."
Chen Cheng cried out excitedly, then reached directly for that section of blood