In the time it took to drink a cup of tea, Lin Xuan's brow twitched, and his gaze fell on the remains of the ancient cultivator.
The power of the explosion just now had been extraordinary. The already somewhat scattered remains had instantly been blown to pieces, yet the skull alone was perfectly intact, without even the slightest crack.
A trace of doubt flashed through Lin Xuan's eyes. He pressed a hand to his forehead, lowered his head, and sank into thought.
A short while later, Lin Xuan flicked his sleeve, and a thread of emerald-green flame shot out, wrapping around the ancient cultivator's skull.
Crackling pops rang in his ears. Very soon, the skeleton was refined away, yet a precious pearl the size of a longan appeared in midair.
The pearl was dark red, its surface shimmering with a soft glow. At a glance, it was clearly no ordinary object.
However, after what had just happened, Lin Xuan did not dare be careless. He raised his right hand and cast several spell seals in succession. After the pearl absorbed them, no abnormality appeared, and only then did Lin Xuan relax. He took two steps forward and picked it up.
"Young Master, what is this?"
"I'm not sure, but according to my guess, it should be somewhat similar to a jade slip." As Lin Xuan spoke, he released his divine sense, slowly sinking it into the pearl.
With this look, it was as if he had entered meditation. Only after several full hours did Lin Xuan finally raise his head, his face filled with delight.
"Young Master, is what's recorded inside the ancient cultivator's array arts?" Yue'er's curious voice entered his ears.
"That's right." Lin Xuan carefully put the pearl away. "The owner of these bones was an extremely remarkable