As Liu Zhi pulled outward, a piece of wood resembling a bone appeared in his hand.
It looked just like a human femur. Its length and the undead aura clinging to it both revealed what it was.
The moment he held the wood, the enormous umbrella in the sky fell apart. Tokyo, which had been shrouded in darkness, returned to its former grayish, neither-dark-nor-light sky.
At the same time, a great many strange things began to fall from the sky. Some were old dresses and skirts, while others were blades smeared with blood and flesh.
It was clear that the umbrella had absorbed too many strange things. Those things were precisely what had turned it into what it was now.
Now that the umbrella itself was gone, the things it had absorbed were useless. They were tumbling down nonstop.
Liu Zhi raised a hand, and all the tattered clothes and bloodstained blades were swept aside.
Only the bone-like piece of wood in Liu Zhi's hand remained.
The umbrella's soul lunged at Liu Zhi. It was clear that the piece of wood was extremely important to it.
But Liu Zhi was no ordinary person. His earliest combat ability to reach the Mythical level had been Soul Extraction. He could extract the souls of all kinds of worlds and even the consciousness of Heaven itself.
A soul charging straight at him like this was simply courting death.
Liu Zhi merely reached out and caught the umbrella's soul. Then he squeezed, and the soul turned into a gemstone.
Of course, this was only a perfect Mythical-grade gemstone, not one of the Infinity Stones Liu Zhi wanted.
As for ordinary Mythical-grade gemstones like this, Liu Zhi couldn't exactly say he had as many as he wanted, but he certainly wasn't short on them. So