So the problem arose.
Su Wanmo and others were shocked by the display of strength by the opposing Evil Chosen, but the fierce battle on the streets had begun regardless.
All-out warfare ensued.
Meanwhile, at the Financial Centre, behind the Glass Passage, Qin Yu was not concerned with the skirmishes involving Su Wanmo and others. She was looking at that container.
Amid the blood-colored dark clouds, it appeared incredibly eerie and seductive.
The significance of a person's existence depends on its value, and the same goes for an object.
What meaning did it hold, after all?
Qin Yu had been pondering this because she had deduced from the beginning that the people below were actually not important. What was important was the container.
Therein lay the question: what value did it possess?
—The container was filled with potent malicious energy, which could bewitch souls. For ordinary people, it was akin to a highly contagious and severe poison. For those malevolent individuals...
