The cultivator surnamed Tang cried out, a pained look appearing on his face. He then watched the charred skeleton warily, his eyes filled with obvious greed and longing.
"So this is the treasure you picked up? It looks battered and broken, like it could fall apart at any moment. Who would have thought its bones were so hard!"
Zhao He came back to her senses, and a measure of hope rose in her heart.
She had originally thought that the charred skeleton would shatter into several pieces the instant it struck the Golden Corpse.
Yet unexpectedly, this charred skeleton, covered in cracks and looking as though bone fragments might fall from it at any moment, had instead smashed the Golden Corpse apart!
In the past, Zhao He had treasured this charred skeleton dearly, fearing that even a bump or scrape would make it fall apart. She had never dared use it as a weapon.
Thus, it was not until today that she learned just how formidable this charred skeleton was. With a single collision, it had effortlessly destroyed a Golden Corpse.
Such toughness rivaled that of a Jade Corpse!
At the cultivator surnamed Tang's signal, the other two cultivators launched attacks at Zhao He in unspoken concert.
Having witnessed the charred skeleton's power, they were far more cautious than before. They put away their Golden Corpses and attacked with spells instead.
Zhao He gritted her teeth and continued wielding the charred skeleton, holding it before herself.
An astonishing sight unfolded. The moment all the spells met the charred skeleton, they vanished without a trace, like clay oxen sinking into the sea.
At this, the expressions of the cultivator surnamed Tang and the other two changed.
"A Jade Corpse! This is definitely a Jade Corpse! Only a Jade Corpse refined from