The tortoiseshell was unlike the other miscellaneous objects, which could be casually discarded in any corner of the Square Inch space.
Instead, like a puppet, it occupied an empty patch of ground all by itself!
The tortoiseshell hovered quietly in midair, a faint You glow emerging around it, as though it had been born with a spirit.
"A tortoiseshell can be used as a puppet too?" Li Shun was somewhat surprised.
At the same time, the arrival of this uninvited guest alarmed another "resident" within the Square Inch space.
The wisps of Mystic Yellow Qi coiled around the dome of the space, once still as placid water, suddenly lost their former calm.
They appeared exceedingly restless, like flowing clouds of radiance filling the sky, flickering in and out as they changed wildly.
In a flash of lightning, a horrifying scene Li Shun had glimpsed in the illusion flashed through his mind.
Before that dreadful sacrificial pit, wisps of an equally profound and mysterious aura had been forcibly drawn onto the tortoiseshell, where they imprinted strange symbols and writing.
That was not Mystic Yellow Qi, but another arcane aura that likewise contained supreme power.
"To make Mystic Yellow Qi react so abnormally..."
"This aura must be anything but ordinary!"
Li Shun steadied himself and began carefully examining the hovering tortoiseshell.
Unfortunately, the obscure writing engraved upon it was like a heavenly tome to him. He could not recognize a single character.
Li Shun then cautiously sent out a wisp of divine sense to touch it, but the tortoiseshell remained as unresponsive as a dead object.
Just as he was at his wits' end, Li Shun caught sight of the Mystic Yellow Qi still churning uneasily at the dome. An idea suddenly came to him.
"I want to know what exactly is