On that object, a talisman was attached, and the vermilion on it formed a great net-like structure, tightly clinging to the sphere, enveloping the massive ball within.
The symbols on the talisman, like blades, were slowly embedding into the flesh of the sphere, and flames began to burn along the lines of the indentations.
The giant sphere kept trembling, emitting a muffled sound, akin to the piercing screams of an infant, smothered under blankets, indistinct to the ear.
"What, what is this thing?"
Upon seeing the object, Xun Tianhai was completely stunned.
To him, it looked like a gigantic ball.
But it seemed to be wrapped in a semi-translucent membrane on the outside, with numerous traces of blood and mucus, and a network of veins and membranes.
It looked... almost like a placenta and amniotic sac...
"Is, is this an unborn child?" Pei Jiu, being older, vaguely recognized what it was, his face twitched involuntarily, his heart quivered.
