It was a golden altar, shaped somewhat like a pyramid.
But a closer look revealed that the pyramid was made up of countless scorpions. At the very top, a pair of scorpions held aloft a huge diamond.
The entire altar was only about the size of a fist, yet every detail had been carved with exquisite precision.
No matter which direction he viewed it from, he could sense the powerful force contained within.
Cheng Ji tried channeling his mana into the altar. He found that it could absorb the power of death, but the energy was ultimately transformed into something else. The portion belonging to Liu Zhi disappeared, becoming power without an owner.
"Interesting."
After a moment's thought, Liu Zhi understood what it was.
It was probably Narmer the Scorpion King's personal divine artifact—or perhaps the Underworld manifestation of Narmer's pyramid.
Either way, it belonged to Liu Zhi now.
Liu Zhi looked up at the woods still spreading outward and came up with an idea.
With a few changes, this could become my divine artifact.
He was somewhat uncertain about how to modify it.
Standing still as he thought it over, he accidentally touched the Nether Palace altar at his waist.
In truth, the Nether Palace altar, the Crystal Skull, and the Death Long Staff had all disappeared when Liu Zhi reached level five.
He had simply grown accustomed to wearing ornaments, and usually hung things from his waist.
So he had made himself a pyramid statuette, even leaving space for a Feathered Serpent statue on its outer walls.
It was just like the effect he'd achieved earlier, when he had strengthened his Feathered Serpent divinity to its fullest.
It was a reminder of how Liu Zhi had grown.
Now Liu Zhi was thinking again about the advantages of the