New Chapter: An Anomalous Being Enters the Fray

In the hazy world, a colossal tree pierced through the clouds at the end of the horizon, its petals trailing flowing light as they fluttered down in profusion.

Alive or dead? After entering, Wang Xuan looked at the figure sitting cross-legged beneath the tree. It was a little old man, tiny in build; compared to the giant tree, he was like an ant.

There were no mental fluctuations. He seemed to be a shell of flesh that had lost its Primordial Spirit.

Wang Xuan observed him, eventually fixing his gaze on certain parts of his body, such as his right palm. Though its flesh had fallen silent and seemed unremarkable, the bones within were unusual. At first glance, they were pristine white, but upon closer inspection, they were unfathomably profound.

Extraordinary bones! This was an Anomalous Being, and there was more than one extraordinary bone in his body.

Yet Wang Xuan focused only on his right palm, observing and probing with caution and care. Then, without another word, he wanted to fleece him. He really was getting addicted today.

He had obtained extraordinary bones before and cultivated special scriptures, but Dao-imperialization had mainly focused on the skull. Only recently had he come into contact with the corresponding textures in his spine and eyeballs.

In battle, glaring and using the Iron Head Skill were simply too bizarre. Even the mountain-back slam was an unorthodox style of fighting. He wanted to Dao-imperialize his palms.

Otherwise, every time, the textures had to be triggered from his skull and spread over his palms. In terms of power, that was far weaker than directly ramming someone with his head.

However, he had really never seen a Supernatural Practitioner of this level use the Iron Head Skill.

"Hm?!" Wang Xuan turned awe-inspiring, retreating without looking any