A precise slit was forcibly torn in Jun Wu Xie's palm by the golden light tendrils and blood oozed out from the wound. The golden tendrils then dragged the spirit stone right inside Jun Wu Xie's palm and it got stained red as it got wrapped up within the flesh.
"Damn! What is happening here! ?" The little black cat was highly flustered, as he saw the colour on Jun Wu Xie's face getting worse by the second. It leapt up and wanted to tear the golden tendrils off Jun Wu Xie's hand but it had just lightly touched those tendrils lightly when it saw Jun Wu Xie cringe up further in unbearable pain.
Seeing that, the little black cat did not dare to act rashly anymore, but just got itself dizzy with panic.
Just as Jun Wu Xie thought that the golden tendrils were about to drag the spirit stone completely in her palm, the light from the golden tendrils suddenly exploded in a brilliant burst!
