Black water roared.
It surged against the surface of the enormous black coffin, throwing up towering waves from time to time.
The Returner squads had scattered, trying everything they could to dodge the black spray.
One touch from that stuff meant death.
On Xu Yuan's team, Andrei had built several layers of ice overhead, suspending them in midair to delay the falling black water.
Only then could everyone dodge it with ease.
Xu Yuan avoided another burst of black water and finally let out a small breath.
Returners from other squads, and even the Ancient Gods, kept glancing his way, staring at the box in his hand.
The support from the Floating City had made them wary.
Everyone wanted to know what was inside.
Xu Yuan had to admire that girl with the long, straight black hair.
She came when she pleased and left when she pleased.
The box was specially made, too. No one could tell from outside what it held.
Now that was Ye Baidi's true heir.
Unlike Xu Yuan, who had gained thirty million Merit and not a single privilege to show for it.
But that was the price they had agreed on.
With everyone watching, Xu Yuan could hardly open the box.
He had no choice but to put it and the Long Sword at his waist into his Storage Waist Pouch.
The next instant.
A voice whispered in his ear:
"Master, your loyal box is at your service."
It was the box!
Xu Yuan had used the Old World Creation Art on it!
Life Bestowal! Empowerment!
"Open yourself," Xu Yuan ordered.
"As you command—but just open? What should I do with the 'cargo' inside?" the box asked.
"What's the cargo?" Xu Yuan asked.
"An eyeball."
"Just drop it onto that Long Sword," Xu Yuan said.