Qin Yang did not rush to look at the contents. Instead, he immediately activated accelerated thought, trying to capture everything about this Drift Bottle.
If one had to ask what ability Qin Yang envied most right now, aside from Zhang Zhengyi's Undying Divine Phoenix, Twelve's Drift Bottle ability would undoubtedly rank first.
Once released, it always hit its target. It ignored space, ignored obstacles, and was utterly unreasonable.
Unfortunately, it could not be learned. He could not even research a clue as to how it worked.
After another fruitless attempt, Qin Yang did not pay it any mind and continued reading the letter obediently.
The planned route had already been set.
They would nibble away bit by bit, deal with the Ten High Priests, weaken Tai Hao, and at the same time open a path to where Twelve was trapped.
When all the objectives were put together, they were really just one thing.
There was no idle chatter in this letter. It was densely packed with intelligence.
The most detailed intelligence concerning the Ten High Priests.
It was far more detailed than anything Qin Yang had uncovered himself.
According to Twelve, quite a bit of this information had been recorded in the manor, yet she had been utterly unable to write it down.
Qin Yang guessed that Inspiration High Priest's evolution into Schrödinger's High Priest had removed one crucial authority, loosening the restrictions somewhat.
The so-called Ten High Priests had been invested by Tai Hao. Their authorities, their names, their strength, and the extent of their control over their authorities were all closely tied to their most straightforward titles.
This was completely different from other deities.
Take Radiant, for example. She represented the morning sun, but if the Radiant High Priest of old had reached a high enough level in