The instant his soul touched the words "Chen Wen," a strange power erupted.
All his senses were crushed in that instant.
What... what the hell?
Chen Wen froze. He had sensed a power he could not resist.
No. I'll try again.
Chen Wen took a deep breath and sent out his Soul Power once more.
The result was the same. The instant his soul probed the words "Chen Wen," it was crushed again.
Even forewarned and prepared, he could do nothing to stop it.
Chen Wen fell silent and did not summon his Soul Power again.
One thing was certain: this thing was anything but simple.
But he could not tell where it came from or what it did.
Just then, Xian Hongshao's voice sounded. "Don't waste your strength. It's no use."
Chen Wen jolted. "Then you recognize this thing, Sister Shaozi?"
Xian Hongshao nodded. "I have a guess, but I can't be completely sure."
"What's your guess?"
Chen Wen asked without thinking.
Xian Hongshao said calmly, "I don't know how to explain it, but remember this: it won't harm you."
"You can't use it yet because the time hasn't come."
"Give yourself some time, and give it some time too."
Of course Chen Wen understood what Xian Hongshao meant.
She simply did not want to tell him more.
Whether she truly only had a guess, he could not say.
But he had no intention of pressing her. As long as the thing would not harm him, that was enough.
And if it needed time, that was easy enough.
He had plenty of time. He could wait.
While Chen Wen was silent, the crowd erupted once again.
To them, Chen Wen was making a last, desperate struggle, unwilling to walk away empty-handed.
But as time passed and his expression kept