Under the deterrence of the two Time Illusion Bodies, Luo Hong's final month was even more peaceful than the previous two.
With a deafening boom, the Golden Altar collapsed in an instant, exposing a Ghost Hand wreathed in Black Flame that radiated immense pressure.
Immediately afterward, a deathly silent black wasteland appeared in the void. As far as the eye could see, countless burial mounds stretched without end, and merely looking at them made a wave of deathly intent seem to rush at one's face. It was exceptionally terrifying!
Fortunately, the phenomenon appeared quickly and vanished just as quickly.
In the blink of an eye, only the Yellow Springs Ghost Hand remained before Luo Hong.
"Death Great Dao? It seems I was right. I never expected to obtain my first First-grade Immortal Artifact in this manner."
Luo Hong had only been guessing before, but after witnessing that phenomenon, he was now certain that the Yellow Springs Ghost Hand had ascended in a single step.
This treasure was now a First-grade Immortal Artifact capable of making Dao Ancestors covet it!
"Hmph, I'll let you keep it for now. Sooner or later, it'll be mine!"
True Lightning Heavenly Net glared viciously at Luo Hong. Though he had done all the hard work, he could only hand over the Yellow Springs Ghost Hand now.
"Daydreaming isn't a good habit."
Luo Hong chuckled and ignored True Lightning Heavenly Net. With a movement of his spiritual sense, the Yellow Springs Ghost Hand flew into his right palm.
With the treasure in hand, Luo Hong felt that any casual strike of his could draw upon the Death Great Dao and borrow the power of the Great Dao.
Although this method was not as effortless as a Dao ancestor's, its advantage was that it required no price