The ball of blue light was slowly revolving while hovering in mid-air, and rays of translucent blue light were emanating from within alongside a cloud of faint white mist. The scene within the ball of light was already rather indistinct, and it was made even more obscure by the layer of faint mist.

After a brief silence, someone yelled in an excited voice, "There it is!"

Their excitement was contagious, and everyone else's eyes immediately lit up.

Han Li swept his spiritual sense toward the ball of blue light, and his soul immediately shuddered violently. It was as if a rumbling thunderclap had rung out directly beside his ears, and his expression remained unchanged, but he hurriedly withdrew his spiritual sense in alarm.

At the same time, he could see that the complexions of many of the people present had also paled slightly, clearly indicating that they had also suffered some backlash after extending their spiritual sense toward the ball of blue light.

Han Li's spiritual sense was comparable to a Golden Immortal, yet even he had suffered some minor...