Fang Che froze.
This thing looked somewhat familiar?
Suddenly, Fang Che felt a disturbance erupt in his Divine Sense Space. The three Iron Shards began trembling violently!
"Holy crap!"
Fang Che instantly understood. He was utterly stunned. "There's actually another one of these things here!"
The three Iron Shards in his Divine Sense Space were trembling more violently than ever before. It was an extreme, almost unbearable urgency.
They seemed almost ready to charge out of his Divine Sense Space on their own.
Fang Che stepped forward, bent down, and picked the little object up from the pool of blood.
It was a... thin little Iron Shard. The instant he lifted it from the blood, the centipede's blood trickled away, revealing its gleaming side.
An Iron Shard!
Another Iron Shard!
Fang Che was completely stunned. I actually picked up another one!
The first had appeared from nowhere, the second had been obtained from the Yin Yang Realm, the third had been found in the Three Realms, and the fourth was actually here in Heavenly Centipede Mountain Valley.
How many of these things were there in total?
Have I somehow become a collector of Iron Shards?
Holding the shard, Fang Che cautiously used Spiritual Power to vibrate it again and again, afraid that some remnant of the Heavenly Centipede's soul might still remain on it. Then he carefully touched it with his mental power. If he discovered even the slightest remnant of the Heavenly Centipede's soul, he would immediately withdraw.
But there was no abnormality.
Even after his mental power completely enveloped the Iron Shard, nothing unusual appeared.
It was utterly ordinary, pitch-black, and unremarkable—a little Iron Shard ordinary to the extreme.
Yet even after Fang Che used every ounce of strength he had, he could not bend it in the