"Could it be... this bead absorbed the Star Power and the Star Flower?"
Jiang Ping An stared fixedly at the mysterious white bead.
There were no other living beings in his inner world, and this bead was no longer where it had been before.
The most likely possibility was that this bead had broken open the sealed bottles and sucked the Star Flowers dry!
Jiang Ping An split off a clone within his inner world. He lifted it with both hands and examined it closely.
It was exactly as it had been when he had first taken it from the meteorite—white, pure, and translucent, without the slightest change.
"Was it you who absorbed my Star Power? Spit my Star Power back out!"
Jiang Ping An ordered the bead.
Thirteen bottles of Star Power were worth 1.3 billion Holy Land Coins. Adding the Star Flowers, it came to a total of 1.8 billion Holy Land Coins.
If it had all vanished just like that, it would pain him for years.
Yet the white bead showed no reaction whatsoever.
It was completely dead.
Jiang Ping An squeezed it hard with both hands, trying to crush the bead.
But the bead did not budge in the slightest.
Somewhat irritated, Jiang Ping An hurled the white bead forcefully onto the ground.
Boom!
The earth of the Small World within his body cracked apart, and the entire Small World shook violently.
The weight of this white bead was equivalent to several stars fused together and compressed. Throwing it produced devastating destructive force.
He picked the bead back up, but it remained exactly as before, with no response at all.
Jiang Ping An's face twitched.
1.8 billion Holy Land Coins—swallowed up by this thing just like that.
Jiang Ping An suppressed his irritation and returned to