Lu Feng's gaze was also drawn to this strange Treasure Item, and shock filled his eyes. In all his knowledge, there had never been such a formidable item on the Weapon List.
Even among the top ten on the Weapon List, not every one of them could exert such crushing pressure upon a soul cultivator at the Heaven Soul Realm level.
Yet this unknown bowl-shaped artifact had effortlessly suppressed Li Hu until he could not move. It was truly bizarre and impossible to fathom.
More importantly, Lu Feng inexplicably felt a pang of unease from this strange bowl. It differed from the unease he felt when facing a powerful foe or perilous situation. This feeling had come abruptly, like an instinctive reaction from his body.
There was no fear, nor was there panic. He simply felt an inexplicable aversion. Perhaps he was overthinking it, but aside from that uncomfortable sense of rejection, the strange bowl also made him faintly nauseous, as though he were innately incompatible with it.
To put it more vividly, it was like an ordinary person facing a thin needle held extremely close to their eyeball. Though it would not necessarily pierce them, it would still leave them deeply uncomfortable and instinctively wanting to stay away.
With caution in his heart, Lu Feng observed even more carefully, taking in every last detail of how the bowl suppressed Li Hu.
The dark gold, almost black bowl had originally been no larger than a palm, but under Lu Yan's control, it manifested a massive phantom bowl like a human projection, as heavy and imposing as a mountain.
Strange patterns flowed across the surface of the bowl, glimmering with faint radiance like specks of starlight linked into lines. Similar patterns appeared upon the enormous phantom bowl it formed, cascading over