After a long while, Su Yi gathered his wandering thoughts and turned his palm over.
The Evil Karma Myriad Demon Tablet appeared.
The treasure was palm-sized, entirely crimson, its surface engraved with dense and strange Great Dao patterns.
Earlier, Ying Qi, a terrifying existence, had regarded this treasure as his last resort for preserving his life.
That alone was enough to prove that this treasure was far from ordinary.
Just as Su Yi was about to examine it, a faint sense of unease suddenly arose in his heart.
It was like a sudden intuition, inexplicable and without warning.
He stared at the Evil Karma Myriad Demon Tablet, his brows quietly furrowing.
Could it be that this treasure concealed some other dangerous mystery?
"I wield the Book of Fate, and now I have lit my Original Life Heart Lamp. In terms of command over the power of fate, there is no equal to me under heaven or above earth."
"And yet, faced with this treasure, I feel a trace of unease. This is destined to be no simple whim of the heart."
Su Yi pondered.
After a while, he made a decision and took out the Book of Fate.
As a rain of light flowed, the second page of the Book of Fate opened, and the vague, illusory outline of an abyss emerged.
In an instant, the Sparrow Ancestor, who was speeding through the air, felt every hair on his body stand on end. Trembling, he said, "Lord Fate Official, you..."
Su Yi casually said, "It has nothing to do with you. Keep traveling."
"Uh... all right!"
The Sparrow Ancestor hurriedly nodded, but the instinctive oppression and terror in his heart could not be dispelled anytime soon.
Su Yi took all of this in and could not help but sigh inwardly.