"Grandma, you've seen this Boshan too. It might be the incense burner left behind by the Supreme Sovereign of the Six Paths. When this furnace isn't activated, it's just a bead, but after swallowing so much luck, it's already been activated. And now you can see it yourself—strange beasts seem to be roaming amid the hazy clouds outside. We have no idea what's inside." As I spoke, I pointed a finger. A strand of luck transformed into a phantom clone and charged straight into Boshan.
But all I saw was smoke and clouds sweeping past. Apart from the luck itself, the thoughts and spirit within that phantom's luck sank directly into the clouds!
Unexpectedly, energy couldn't enter, while only spiritual thoughts could pass through. It really was just as Yuqing had said: this incense burner relied on burning soul-thoughts to read the memories within. That meant one could enter, but one's power had to remain outside while one's soul-thoughts slipped inside. Yet there was no guarantee they wouldn't be devoured and burned by the smoke and clouds within.
My clone traveled through the clouds and mist, but before long, a black dragon as dark as an abyss rose from the clouds. It swiftly vanished without a trace, merging into the clouds once more. My clone was quite wary and immediately hid elsewhere.
But in the next moment, a deep roar rose from the clouds. Sure enough, the black dragon surged out again and swallowed my clone whole!
Although I could still sense that the spirit remained within Boshan, when I tried to withdraw the devoured spirit as it drifted about, I found I could no longer do so at all. Before long, two trails of azure smoke spurted from the black dragon's nostrils, and it slipped back into the clouds.