C860 The Mysterious Siren

After lightly touching the black ball, Lo Chuan's ethereal palm reverted to its normal state.

He was still getting the hang of this skill; he could only control one palm autonomously, but that was sufficient to cleanse the black ball.

"What was that just now?" Yila's voice, tinged with surprise, reached Lo Chuan's ears. The siren girl seemed somewhat dazed