It looked like a box, but after careful inspection, Evan Yang realized it wasn’t just any box—it was actually a type of artifact, one that absorbs energy. When Evan injected spiritual power, it was as if he was pouring it into a bottomless pit.
Not knowing its true name, Evan temporarily called it the Spirit-Draining Box—a box that specializes in absorbing spiritual power.
But if it was just a box that absorbed spiritual power, why would those snow beasts fight over it so desperately, treating it as some kind of powerful tool for boosting their strength?
So Evan began to experiment. When ordinary methods failed, he switched to refining it—summoning his Sacred Flame and going all out in the process.
After a while, Evan finished refining it and checked inside. He discovered that its interior was like a separate space, filled with a massive power, and beside that power was a small cluster of green energy.
That little cluster of green energy was very familiar to Evan. When he approached it, the spiritual power rushed back into his body.
“Isn’t this my own?” Evan realized the qi he had just fed into the Spirit-Draining Box was now returning to him. Looking at the massive power inside, he wondered, “Could this be the strength of that corpse?”
Evan considered a possibility: the box must have absorbed all the power from the dead body. He didn’t know how vast that power was, but since even a Spirit-Wandering Great-Perfection corpse couldn’t be destroyed, there was only one explanation—the owner had already surpassed the Spirit-Wandering Realm.
If it had truly surpassed that realm, then this power must be incredibly strong. Still, Evan wondered how the snow beasts knew the power was inside this box. He didn’t know, but since it was already in his hands, there was no reason not to use it.
So Evan tried to absorb that power.