Bang.
The jolt made Chu Liang whip his head around.
The spiritual energy flowing through the surrounding White Tower gave him the same sensation—like... he could alter it?
Tuntun was because its life essence had been created by him, but why the White Tower?
Were they too familiar with each other?
Chu Liang rose to his feet and placed a hand against the tower wall. He could feel far more origin points flowing within than usual. It seemed that the higher the quality of a magical treasure, the more so this was the case. Naturally, this also posed an immense challenge for Chu Liang—the more origin points he moved, the more spiritual energy it consumed.
Bang.
A third pulse, almost like a heartbeat, rang out within this space.
With a flip of his hand, Chu Liang held the Pan God Bone in his palm.
Besides Tuntun and the White Tower, the third thing responding to Chu Liang was, astonishingly, the Pan God Bone!
What was going on?
Chu Liang felt that the Dao of Creation was like a towering mountain. Though he had climbed onto it, he was still far from taking in all the scenery upon it.
Yet under their mutual resonance, he vaguely sensed the intentions of the White Tower and the Pan God Bone.
They seemed to want to... fuse?
The thought gave Chu Liang a fright.
The White Tower had emerged after the Demon Suppression Tower fused with part of the Demon God's essence, something akin to a tower spirit. The Pan God Bone was what remained of the Demon Suppression Tower's main body. If the two fused, would that not be equivalent to reassembling the Demon Suppression Tower?
Whether it would become stronger or weaker was hard to say, but it would certainly be enough