The crystal had an irregular shape, as if it were a fragment of something, its surface bumpy and gray, devoid of any beauty. If it weren't for the occasional gleam and slight transparency it exhibited, Wen Yu might have thought it was nothing but a mere broken stone.
However, the more ordinary it seemed, the more Wen Yu anticipated; the Heavenly Dao wouldn't fool him with a mere broken stone, and this was why Wen Yu left this item to be examined last.
With a thought, the crystal within the space ring appeared instantly in Wen Yu's hand.
The cool touch transmitted through his fingertips, and simultaneously, a vague sensation suddenly flashed through Wen Yu's heart.
He couldn't quite articulate what that feeling was,
Sadness? A little.
Excitement? A little, too.
But more so...
It seemed to be a fondness and a mysterious sense of hatred.
...
Quickly smoothing the strange emotions in his heart, Wen Yu fixed his gaze on the crystal in his hand.
