Whose Soul?

After returning to the building, Lu Yuan immediately took out the small box and began to study it in detail!

The box was locked. Lu Yuan did not dare to force it open. He was afraid that he would trigger the self-destruct mechanism in the box.

At that moment, Guan Yue said to Lu Yuan, "What's so good about an empty box?"

Lu Yuan ignored her. He had clearly just seen white light coming from this small box!

Just as Lu Yuan was still observing the box, an ancient dagger flashed past his eyes and cut open the lock on the box.

Lu Yuan was rendered speechless.

"What the hell? That's it? It opens that easily?" thought Lu Yuan.

Could it really just be a useless box?

Lu Yuan slowly opened a crack in the box. At this moment, Guan Yue's small head also came over.

The two of them stared at the box nervously. Just as the box was opened, a little, thick white smoke immediately came flooding out.