After the Fire God died, only a crystalline, mysterious Divine Core remained suspended in midair.
Huang Tian beckoned, and the Flame Divine Spark floated into his hand. At the same time, the Gate of Traversal flew out of the three-story building nearby. It shrank as it approached, until it was smaller than his palm.
After he held them for thirty seconds, both wondrous objects turned into points of light and drifted into his body.
"The wondrous objects—did he just absorb them?!"
Watching Huang Tian absorb the Flame Divine Spark, Chen Yan, Liu Qingqing, and Zhou Dongqiang were all shaken to the core.
Since wondrous objects had first appeared, everyone had agreed on one thing: they could not be destroyed.
Even if one looked like an ordinary sheet of paper, no method could damage it in the slightest.
But now—
"What exactly is he, a wondrous object or a cultivator?" The three of them stared, their expressions shifting.
Huang Tian remained composed in the face of their shock and suspicion. He did not care that they had seen him absorb wondrous objects. Since returning to the True Immortal realm, he had no intention of developing slowly, waiting for wondrous objects to appear one by one before dealing with them. That would be far too inefficient.
After entering the True Immortal realm, he had swept Canxing with his divine sense. No official or civilian wondrous-object organization could hide from him unless concealed by a special wondrous object.
Now that he knew where every organization was, all that remained was to visit them one by one and "acquire" every wondrous object they held!
And if something went wrong? It did not matter. He could "restart" without limit and enter this world again and again. A stumble would teach him where the pit lay;