The moment he saw the system reward, Liu Yi's expression changed slightly. Even he had not expected the reward this time to be so generous—a thirty-thousand-year soul bone, and a Mental Soul Bone at that. It was truly unbelievable.
Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Liu Yi picked up the soul bone and felt the icy chill emanating from it.
If he had guessed correctly, this was the soul bone that had been among the final prizes of the Advanced Soul Master Elite Competition, obtained when the former Pope, Qian Xunji, personally killed a soul beast.
Although this soul bone was only thirty thousand years old, its effects surpassed those of most soul bones.
A mental head soul bone was extraordinarily precious to any soul master.
A soul master had six soul bone slots in total, and among them, the Head Soul Bone was the most precious. Mental-type soul bones were even more invaluable.
Even a strength-type soul bone with fifty thousand years of cultivation was not worth as much as this Wisdom-type Head Soul Bone.
Liu Yi had once considered entering the Advanced Soul Master Elite Competition to obtain those three soul bones, especially this Wisdom Skull Bone.
In terms of strength, he had already surpassed most soul masters and reached the pinnacle. Only his Spiritual Power had troubled him. Today, he could finally set his mind at ease.
Liu Yi did not hurry to absorb it, because he still had something important to do.
Looking at the sleeping Ning Rongrong beside him, Liu Yi kissed her forehead, left behind a letter, and vanished from the room.
At that moment, in the main hall of the distant Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Fengzhi and the others sat in their chairs, discussing the decision to attack the Clear Sky