Cang Gu took a Dark Gold Ancient Nail from his wide sleeve.
The ancient nail was about three feet long, its body dark gold, as though it had been buried beneath the years for too long, until even its light had sunk away.
Dark red Primordial Runes crawled across its surface.
The runes squirmed slowly, no different from living creatures.
A bloodline as thin as a strand of hair ran from the nail's tip to its tail, twisting and coiling as if countless bloodworms were hiding within.
The moment everyone looked at it, their True Spirits shuddered with cold.
Even the World-Suppressing Bronze Seal within Yang Yu's sleeve trembled faintly.
"Another Primordial Spirit Treasure?"
Feng Qi lay in a pool of blood, more than half his chest caved in, yet shock surged into his eyes.
He stared at the ancient nail, his voice hoarse.
"The Ten Thousand Calamities Divine Nail..."
"The forbidden object said to burn away a living being's future?"
"You Gravekeepers actually have another Primordial Spirit Treasure hidden away?"
"Haha!"
Cang Gu laughed heartily.
"The ants of the Outside World aren't entirely ignorant after all."
He lowered his head to look at the divine nail in his palm, and a trace of pain flashed through his eyes.
This item was a reserve that the Descendants had guarded from generation to generation.
It was also the final Trump Card he had been plotting over millions of Eras without daring to use lightly.
The Ten Thousand Calamities Divine Nail could burn a target's Origin, lifespan, potential, and every possibility of their future in exchange for power far beyond their limits for a short time.
Put simply, it traded the future for the present.
The deeper it was nailed in, the more fiercely it burned.
Even if the nailed victim survived