The red handheld lantern had been something Li Yan had bought by chance in a marketplace when he had accompanied Shangguan Tianque in the North Pasture Realm years ago.
At the time, it had also emitted an aura that felt somewhat familiar to Li Yan. Yet no matter how he tested it afterward, he had discovered nothing unusual about it.
But today, he had discovered what was truly unusual about it. What were those red lightning arcs? They were troublesome things that even Li Yan was unwilling to withstand head-on with his body.
Moreover, after that monster had unleashed its mutated divine ability, the power of those red lightning arcs had increased severalfold.
Even though Li Yan had cast the prison-breaking technique, he had been unable to break through them immediately. Instead, he had been wrapped within the red net for a brief moment.
With the power displayed by the red net above, even a Nascent Soul cultivator entering it would likely be blasted black outside and tender within in a single exchange if relying solely on their physical body.
Yet the red handheld lantern in his hand had merely been blasted away when struck by the lightning arcs, without suffering the slightest damage.
If it had only been a coincidence, Li Yan had tested it three times in succession, and the outcome had been the same every time.
Li Yan stared at the red handheld lantern as spiritual power instantly poured into it from his hand!
Crack, crack, crack...
The red handheld lantern immediately emitted sounds of being unable to bear the burden. Li Yan, who had only drawn upon a small amount of spiritual power, immediately halted his movements.
A look of astonishment appeared on his face. The red handheld lantern was still as fragile as ever, exactly