The prismatic crystal could be considered the only interesting item Nie Tian had obtained by himself in this strange dimension.

Back when he had been recovering in the colorful band, the corpse of a Phantasm had floated by. After what could be thousands of years, it had already become very fragile. A mere touch had reduced it to flying dust.

The prismatic crystal between the eyebrows of the Phantasm was the only thing that had remained intact.

As soon as he took it out of his ring of holding, the tiny cyan spots that the Nethersoul Saber had somehow sent into his body seemed to be suddenly channeled by it, and started converging on it from every corner of his body like swallows returning to their nest.

Like they were drawn by a magnet, the countless tiny, cyan spots rapidly flew out of him and disappeared into the prismatic crystal.

After receiving the cyan spots, the originally plain-looking crystal suddenly started to emanate misty, cyan light.

Nie Tian had long since...