Under Liquid Metal Ball's control, an array of auxiliary artifacts cast scanning screens of light over Skylark's body, probing for the secrets within her.
As the Netherworld Ruler, Liquid Metal Ball should have been able to see through a Seventh-Grade cultivator like Skylark with ease.
But that was not the case. The way one light strike from the Mutated Heavenly Tribulation had abruptly killed her, the strange change in her hair color, and her baffling behavior all struck Liquid Metal Ball as odd.
Before long, Liquid Metal Ball stopped what it was doing.
It had discovered nothing.
Before it lay the perfectly ordinary corpse of a female cultivator. Her injuries were simply the result of an explosion during the Demon Tribulation.
In the end, it could not even determine why Skylark's body was such a perfect match for its power.
What am I missing? Liquid Metal Ball wondered.
Then it noticed the wound on Skylark's shoulder.
A Seventh-Grade Venerable could quickly heal a wound like that through her body's natural recovery. But Skylark was dead, so the wound would not heal.
An idea suddenly occurred to Liquid Metal Ball.
What if it tried restoring her body?
Creation and regeneration were not its specialties. Still, as a ruler of the Nine Netherworld, it had a few methods at its disposal.
It wanted to see whether it could restore Skylark's badly injured body. Perhaps her secret lay in the damaged parts. The suddenness of her death might have been caused by the destruction of something vital inside her.
The more it thought about it, the more plausible it seemed.
Liquid Metal Ball formed a finger and pointed it at the space between Skylark's brows.
Its unique power surged into her body. This was power beyond the Ninth Grade—invincible power in