Li Hao immediately extended his Primordial Spirit into the Identity Token.
Inside the Identity Token was a mist-shrouded space, with wisps of faint aura drifting through it.
Only when these auras gathered together could Li Hao barely make them out. Scattered apart, they were extremely difficult to detect.
"What exactly is Primordial Spirit Essence?"
Puzzled, Li Hao suddenly thought of Old Feng's reincarnated incarnation in the Mortal World, who had been killed there by the Buddha Master,
his soul scattered to the winds, yet a trace of it had still been absorbed by the Mo River.
That remnant was most likely what Shi Tianjin had called Primordial Spirit Essence.
After all, whenever he killed Ancient Demons, he annihilated their Primordial Spirits. Only now, with the Identity Token collecting these remnants, did he realize that something remained even after a Primordial Spirit was destroyed.
Lost in thought, Li Hao surveyed the misty space and soon noticed faint differences between the auras of these traces of Primordial Spirit Essence. The surrounding mist seemed to make them more distinct, allowing him to sense them more clearly.
Li Hao settled his mind and examined them carefully, gradually discovering that these auras revealed their owners' cultivation realms before death.
True Immortal Realm first layer, second layer...
Li Hao enveloped them with his Primordial Spirit and silently counted.
The auras flickered in and out of perception, so Li Hao counted very carefully. Two minutes passed, and he had tallied less than half, yet according to the rules Shi Tianjin had explained, their value already approached three hundred thousand Immortal Merit!
The breach in the front line earlier had been enormous, and Li Hao had killed Ancient Demons so quickly that hundreds had fallen in mere moments. Even if they were all counted as true immortal realm