Zhang Tie waved his arm, and that skull seemed to be guided by an invisible force as it slowly drifted down into his hand. Zhang Tie carefully held the skull before his eyes and began to examine it closely.
The owner of this skull was clearly a massive beast. Its eyes were unusually prominent, as if they were about to pop out of their sockets; its mouth was split open to reveal sharp fangs, looking ferocious and terrifying. The entire skull structure was symmetrical with smooth lines, yet its residual pressure gave one a chilling sensation.
Zhang Tie gazed at the skull, and before he knew it, he had been looking at it for a full cup of tea's time.
The skull was as white and flawless as jade, marked by thirteen cracks of varying sizes. These cracks looked as if they had been forcefully torn open by some formidable power, making one involuntarily imagine what kind of tragic battle the owner of this skull had experienced during its lifetime.
Even more eye-catching were the seven mysterious spirit patterns on the skull.
These spirit patterns were neither the array patterns Zhang Tie was familiar with nor runes, and they did not even resemble any script he had ever seen. They were arranged in a bizarre fashion, seemingly concealing some profound secret.
Curiosity stirred within Zhang Tie's heart, and he could not help but want to use his divine sense to probe these spirit patterns. However, the moment his divine sense merely touched the spirit patterns, a powerful suction force suddenly arrived, and his divine sense was swallowed up as if by a bottomless black hole, vanishing instantly without a trace.
Recalling the memory fragments he had just obtained from searching the soul of Demon Lord Chi Guang, Zhang Tie discovered