A pitch-black pearl floated in the center of the great hall. The surrounding black flames bowed toward it like subjects kowtowing to their king; even the Fire Spirit Black Obsidian was no exception.
'Elder Yan? Is this the Fire Spirit Pearl?' Shen Haoran asked inwardly, his gaze fixed on the pitch-black pearl. 'Elder Yan was the Fire Spirit Black Obsidian's previous master. He should be very familiar with the Fire Spirit Pearl!'
However, no matter how desperately Shen Haoran called out, he received no reply from Elder Yan. Moreover, he could no longer even sense Changmao's presence. It was as if the two of them had never existed.
'Huh?' Shen Haoran wondered. 'How could Elder Yan and Changmao just vanish like that?'
"Haha! Not bad at all. You're the first person to ever make it through my Illusion Realm, kid!" Just as Shen Haoran was wrestling with his confusion, a booming laugh echoed from within the palace, the hearty voice reverberating in his ears.
