"Futur Bead..."
Mo Yu and Qing Yanjing gazed at the eight crimson beads before them. Eight savage, ferocious giant figures appeared upon them.
Clearly, they had all belonged to the Demon Emperor level when alive. But now, they had been refined by the Futur Old Ancestor into puppet-like forms.
"The Eight Sections of the Futur are powerful, but these materials were, after all, Demon Emperors, so they have been tainted with a ferocious aura.
"Ordinary people—even ordinary Heavenly Sovereigns—would have their minds and hearts corroded by this vicious, murderous energy if they were exposed to it for too long."
At this point, the Futur Old Ancestor stroked his beard and looked at Mo Yu and Qing Yanjing with satisfaction. With a smile, he said, "Fortunately, either you possess a steadfast heart and fear none of this vicious aura,
"or you possess the Saint Pagoda. With its protection, this ferocious energy cannot corrode your heart in the slightest."
Hearing this, Mo Yu and Qing Yanjing nodded. The former condition mentioned by the Futur Old Ancestor clearly applied to Mo Yu, while the latter applied to Qing Yanjing, who possessed the Saint Pagoda.
"Besides, as your own strength grows, the power of the Eight Sections of the Futur will grow with it.
"However, they can no longer cultivate, so every use will require a large amount of Sovereign Spiritual Liquid to activate them. I hope you will make sufficient preparations in advance." The Futur Old Ancestor reminded them.
Mo Yu and Qing Yanjing nodded slightly. One was the Lord of Thunder Prison, while the other was a prodigy of the Futur Ancient Clan, so neither lacked Sovereign Spiritual Liquid.
"Additionally..."
At this point, the Futur Old Ancestor paused. His expression grew solemn as he said, "If your strength is insufficient, you must