Qin Xin stared at the Crystal Ball, a feeling of wonder enveloped her, as if the Crystal Ball was gazing back at her.
She reached out and gently poked the Crystal Ball with her fingertip.
The edge of her ring touched the Crystal Ball, and she felt a strange, electric current-like sensation all around her.
She stood up warily.
Could it be that the young apprentice was drained of their spirit by this Crystal Ball, left near death? What kind of bizarre object is this?
For some reason, she suddenly recalled the scene from the previous night fighting the man in the red robe.
Back then, the hall was destroyed by the machines, and the crystal chandelier on the ceiling fell, shattering crystals all over the floor.
This Crystal Ball was very similar to those crystals rolling around on the ground at the time, except much more infused with Spiritual Energy.
Qin Xin opened her phone, deciding it would be better to call someone over to have a look.
