The emerald green water pool was roughly a hundred meters across, and at this moment, treacherous ripples surged within it as nine slender, straight-bodied golden dragons emerged. Shrouded in auspicious radiances and resembling true, sky-supporting holy relics, they leaped directly into midair.
"What is that?" Xiao Yan stood blankly in place, gazing at the mysterious patterns of numerous strange flowers and exotic grasses upon the iron pillar. His eyes locked onto the corners of the mouths of the nine golden dragons, and he could not help but blurt out.
That was a box.
Rosy clouds emerged across the entire body of the box, and a rich vitality poured forth. A moment later, the nine golden dragons directly vanished, and an exquisite box, appearing as though naturally formed, hovered in the sky, displaying endless mystery.
And when Xiao Yan's gaze focused upon this box, an extremely terrifying pressure swept outward, causing a sense of adoration to involuntarily arise within Xiao Yan's body!
The box was roughly square, with an upright, four-sided shape. The outermost layer was a touch of rosy clouds that protected it tightly with no gaps left, yet piercing through the rosy clouds was a layer of colorful crystal that was crystal silver antimony transparent, with wisps of a concealed aura emerging.
Deep inside the mysterious rosy-clouded box, one could faintly perceive wisps of a blood-red luster. It resembled a human heart that was throbbing violently, and it was merely the size of a dragon eye!
The heart beat slowly in ups and downs, and every single beat carried along a violent twitch in Xiao Yan's eyelids. It was crimson to the extreme, dripping slowly like actual blood. That power and luster were dazzling to the eye, filling one with boundless yearnings and awe.
"This... what on earth is