Her gaze finally shifted to the spherical pearl being roasted over the Divine Fire. The orb was roughly the size of a tennis ball, completely sealed and made of some unknown material. Despite being baked by the Divine Fire, it neither burst nor blackened, allowing one to clearly see what was inside it.
Inside was something rather simple: a white mist that resembled smoke, fog, and clouds, shapeless and freely morphing. An ordinary person might be intrigued and come closer for a look, but Ning Xiaoxian immediately stepped back two paces instead.
With her eyesight, she could see clearly that the white mist in the orb had formed into the face of Liu Manzi! To be precise, the mist formed only the part of Liu Manzi above his shoulders, but it looked almost identical to the real person, down to each of the three strands of mustache that could be counted.
She knew in her heart what this was, but still couldn't help asking: "Is this the soul of Liu Manzi?"
