Now that the predicament had resolved itself in such a wondrous way, Shi Ming saw no need to reveal another one of his trump cards.
He was, however, a little stunned.
After its infinite upgrades, the Lamp of Wishes had become communicable. The Star Spirit dormant within it had been revived; she now possessed the characteristics of a living being with a fairly independent consciousness. But even so, she was still bound by the fundamental nature of the magical artifact.
Without its master's summons,
it could not act on its own.
Now, perhaps because it had resonated with the ultimate treasure, the Heart of the Star Spirit, or perhaps because the Star Spirit within the Lamp of Wishes had paid a great price, the Lamp of Wishes shot out from Shi Ming's Storage Bracelet. It lit up automatically, holding up a space of pale yellow light.
No matter how violent the external energy became,
this pale yellow space remained as quiet as a sheltered harbor.
