Han Li wanted to test the limits of the gray cloth's resilience, and he continued to exert more and more force until he was going all-out, but he was still unable to tear the cloth apart.

A curious look appeared on his face as he began to inspect the gray cloth again.

After a brief moment of contemplation, he flicked a finger through the air, releasing a ball of crimson flames that enveloped the entire cloth, subjecting it to scorching heat, but it remained completely unscathed.

With a wave of his sleeve, Han Li snuffed out the flame, then released a ball of heavy water to envelop the gray cloth, and once again, it was completely unaffected.

Around an hour later, Han Li was staring at the gray cloth in his hand with a defeated expression.

During the past hour, he had tried everything that he could think of to get any type of reaction out of the gray cloth, but his attempts had ended in complete failure.

After staring at the gray cloth for a while longer, Han Li stowed it away with a resigned smile, deciding...