Chapter 1290

The moment Wyatt laid eyes on the crystal orb, an overwhelming surge of energy hit him like a freight train. It felt like a mountain was crashing down on him, the pressure almost unbearable. "What the hell is this thing? Its energy feels even stronger than the nine-apertured pill," Wyatt muttered, his mind racing as he stared at the glowing sphere. The orb, about the size of a basketball, radiated a brilliant golden light that was almost blinding. It was mesmerizing, yet something was unsettling about it. Wyatt squinted, trying to make out the faint shadows swirling inside, but the shapes were too blurry to discern. He released his divine sense, probing cautiously. But as soon as his awareness reached the surface, it hit an invisible barrier, completely blocking him out. His brows furrowed in frustration. What kind of artifact can block divine sense like this? "What is this thing?" Wyatt asked aloud, his gaze shifting to Georgia. She looked just as clueless. "I have no ide