Ning Xiaohe stared at the black core, her breathing almost stopping, but her mind was forced into motion. First there was the fake Bitter Root smell, then the fishy stink of the residual membrane. No, that's not right. If it turned up from the upper layer, the fake smell would be torn away first. What rushed out first would be the iron stench and damp bitterness!
"Good. Remember that smell," Luo Wen said, then reached out and pressed lightly at the empty air.
He did not use any tools, nor did he borrow a Formation Disk from the Pharmacology Institute. He merely lowered his fingertip, and the surge of energy that had been arching upward seemed to be flattened in midair by an invisible hand. It was not crushed dead, but gently bent along the line where it was exerting the most force, guided off to the side.
The black core had already shot up to the top of the array, but with that bend, its direction instantly skewed, and it slammed heavily back into one of the inner lines.
"Now!" Luo Wen said.
The disciple guarding the array reacted quickly as well, immediately driving the reserve Oblique Guidance Talisman from before into the outer southeast side. The opening that had originally only allowed fine threads to pass was suddenly widened by half an inch, as if a real leak had been opened in the wall.
As soon as the black core crashed back, it indeed instinctively pounced in that direction.
"It's coming out!" Lu Chi shouted.
"Not all of it." Ning Xiaohe heard something wrong even faster. "That outer layer is only a shell!"
Sure enough, what had pounced to the edge of the opening was only a thin membrane wrapped around the black core. The real, heavier bit