The source of energy was almost restored, and Yang Yi slowly opened his eyes and watched everyone frantically attacking the Qiankun Yi.
"Young Master, what should I do! They won't break through the defense, right?"
Murong Yaya asked worriedly, and Yang Yi smiled slightly, "How can a mortal shake the artifact? Don't worry, it's absolutely safe here. Just have a good rest."
The Qiankun Yi has been with him since he was still in the Nine Realms. It has been tempered and upgraded along the way, and now it has become an artifact. Naturally, it cannot be shaken by these monks who have not yet become gods.
Therefore, Yang Yi knew very well that they were absolutely safe when staying here. However, although he protected them, he also trapped them here.
Seeing Yang Yi sitting up calmly and calmly, several people began to recover with relief. Yang Yi glanced at the people outside one by one, and then walked towards the huge disc.
The disc was three meters high and was emitting an indescribable wave of energy. Yang Yi looked around it and found no mechanism or anything special.
This disc looks like a huge plate, but it is greenish-green all over, with rust stains on it, and various runes can be vaguely seen entwined on the disc, but it looks like a unique antique that has just been unearthed.
Yang Yi looked around and used his mental power to test, but found that the secret treasure did not have any fluctuations or reactions. When he stretched out his hand and lightly touched the disk, he could feel a cold and wet feeling.
However, no matter how he touched it, he could not sense the energy inside the disk. It was like a dead object, heavy and wet.
"Young Master, how do we take this thing away?"
Several people had almost recovered and began to study the disc. Yang Yi was a little helpless.
"I don't know either. This thing can only feel its energy, but it can't resonate or be used. Maybe our research is in the wrong direction."
Yang Yi tried to make his source small He poured his heart into the disk, and in the next second, a raging energy burst out from the disk, directly sending Yang Yi flying out and hitting the Qiankun Instrument heavily.
"Depend on!"
Yang Yi couldn't help but uttered a curse word, and everyone quickly asked, "Are you okay?"
"fine."
Yang Yi stood up and walked to Yuanpan, "This thing makes me feel like a sleeping baby. If you disturb his sleep, he will lose his temper."
"baby?"
Several people looked at each other. This was the first time they had seen someone use living things to describe dead things, and it was still a baby?
"Yes, it feels a bit strange."
Yang Yi murmured that the feeling of this Yuanpan to him was really different from all the magical weapons he had encountered before. He couldn't help but reach out and gently touch Yuanpan's body.
Suddenly, he felt that the place where his palm touched seemed to move, and he was so shocked that he immediately retracted his hand.
"What's wrong?"
Murong Yilang noticed Yang Yi's strangeness and asked in confusion. Yang Yi frowned.
"It moved."
"Moved?"
Everyone was startled, and then looked at Yuanpan, but Yuanpan was still as calm as water.
"Young Master, could it be that you were dazzled? We didn't see it move."
Several people looked at the disk without blinking, but they didn't see any movement from it.
"No, it's not."
Yang Yi put his palm against it again, and this time, he could clearly feel that something seemed to be beating at the place he touched.
Like a heart.
Frightened by his own thoughts, Yang Yi suddenly took two steps back and said, "It's a living thing! It's a living thing! You can feel it when you put your hands on it!"
Seeing that the expression on Yang Yi's face was really horrifying, and it didn't look like he was pretending, everyone was also startled, and put their hands on the disk with suspicion.
However, the disk was so quiet and there was nothing.
"Young Master, could it be that you are too nervous? We didn't feel anything."
Murong Yilang closed his eyes and felt it for a long time, but found nothing. Upon hearing this, Yang Yi put his hand up again.
A clear and powerful heartbeat kept hitting his skin in his palm. Yang Yi picked up Murong Yilang's hand and placed it on the spot where he had just placed it.
"Did you feel it?"
"Nothing at all."
Murong Yilang shook his head, and Yang Yi's brows furrowed even more tightly.
Could it be said that he is the only one who can feel the strangeness of this disc?
"Back away."
Yang Yi put his hands on the disk, and soon he felt the pulse-like heartbeat in the disk getting louder and louder, so loud that it almost passed through the disk and reached his ears.
"Young Master, Young Master"
The voices of Murong Yilang and others became increasingly distant. Yang Yi turned his head in confusion, only to find that his vision gradually darkened.
"how do I"
Yang Yi wanted to speak, but found that he couldn't make a sound. He couldn't help but be a little surprised, and subconsciously retracted his hand.
And the next second, he fell to the ground.
"Young Master, Young Master!"
Murong Yilang and others quickly gathered around Yang Yi and shook him crazily. Unfortunately, Yang Yi always kept his eyes closed.
"how Is this happening? What on earth is this?"
Murong Yilang turned his head and looked at Yuanpan with doubt in his eyes. He stood up and wanted to touch it, but was held back by Murong Fang.
"Be careful! Young Master has been tricked, what are you going to do?"
Murong Fang frowned. For a moment, no one dared to touch the disc.
"What's wrong with you young master? What should we do?"
There was a hint of crying in Murong Yaya's voice, and she looked at Yang Yi at a loss. They saw with their own eyes that when Yang Yi put his hands on the disk, his skin was instantly covered by the rust of the disk, and
The next second, he fell down.
"Wait a minute, don't touch that thing."
Murong Yilang, as the oldest among them all, had a calmer mentality than the others. At this time, he rubbed his brows and used his energy to check Yang Yi's body.
"Young Master doesn't seem to be hurt at all. He was probably stimulated by the secret treasure."
Murong Yilang said, "Let's have a good rest first and wait until he wakes up."
"Well"
After a while, Yang Yi woke up, and several people quickly gathered around him.
"Young Master, you're awake! How do you feel?"
Murong Yaya asked excitedly, but Murong Yilang frowned, raised his hand and waved it in front of Yang Yi's eyes.
"Out of focus."
Everyone's hearts sank, but Yang Yi had already sat up. He pointed at his eyes and touched his throat.
"Young Master, are you saying that you can't see or speak now?"
Yang Yi nodded, and everyone's expressions changed when they heard this.
"how so?"
Murong Yilang frowned and then looked at Yuanpan.
The fact that the young master has become like this is inseparable from this Yuanpan.