Ye Siheng was feeling a bit confused at the moment.
The pearl seemed to be covered with something, dimly lit and occasionally emitting a few strands of light. He couldn't see clearly what it was.
He wasn't in a hurry. He tried to use his inner strength to sweep away the dirt on the pearl so he could get a better look.
But it was in vain.
Every time his inner strength moved towards it, it was dispersed immediately, unable to get close to the pearl at all.
What exactly was it...
Ye Siheng continued to probe with his inner strength, but several attempts proved futile.
Sweat beads had formed on his forehead, his breath and mind were already in disarray. On the last attempt, when his inner strength was about to approach the pearl, the power in his dantian suddenly surged, and his inner strength scattered instantly, running wildly through his meridians.
Ye Siheng furrowed his brows, knowing his strength was weak. He decided not to force himself to get a clear look anymore.