Fang Mo withdrew his will from the space and looked at the object in his hand.
It was a scroll made from the hide of some unknown beast. It must have come from no ordinary beast, for he could still sense the pressure it exuded.
It was clearly ancient, its surface bearing the marks of time. Yet the scroll seemed to have developed a spirit of its own and was actually trying to break free.
The beast's shadow on the scroll let out a roar, trying to shake Fang Mo off and escape.
"A little beast soul thinks it can run? Be suppressed!" Fang Mo's eyes turned dark gold. True Dragon Blood surged within him, and Dragon Might spread out. The beast soul inside the scroll let out a mournful cry, drawing in its aura and daring not to move again.
Dragon Might subdued all beasts. At that moment, Fang Mo was no different from an ancient True Dragon, with Dragon Might born into him.
Watching the scroll settle down, Fang Mo couldn't help but marvel inwardly. An ordinary Nascent Soul Tribulation Realm cultivator probably couldn't suppress it. That alone showed how extraordinary the scroll was.
He slowly unrolled it. Its divine aura arose on its own, energy surging across the beast hide to form four characters.
"Thousand Illusions True Scripture!"
Fang Mo's eyes flickered. This was True Lord Qianhuan's Cultivation Technique. The man was a Divine Wandering powerhouse, and had even taken his title from this scripture. It was undoubtedly an extraordinary technique.
His Primordial Spirit entered the scroll, and his will immediately plunged inside.
A vast trove of information about the Thousand Illusions True Scripture flooded his mind. It took a while before he finished absorbing it.
"So that's how it is!" Fang Mo withdrew from the scroll,