Carrier

Yue Mingsong's godhead was exceedingly ordinary—so ordinary that it had only several dozen facets, practically the lowest grade among all godheads.

Yet after Ning Xiaochuan took one look at his godhead, he was immediately unable to look away.

Because he discovered that Yue Mingsong's godhead, like his own Myriad Laws Godhead, contained an incomparably complex aura, as though it had been condensed from numerous laws.

"Another Myriad Laws Godhead?" Ning Xiaochuan asked in astonishment.

Yue Mingsong gave a bitter smile. "Myriad Laws Godhead, my ass. Do you think a Myriad Laws Godhead is so easy to forge? To forge one, you must first find a carrier for the laws you originally cultivated. Using that carrier, you transfer the laws within your godhead, turning the godhead into an empty shell so it can hold other laws. The higher the grade of the carrier, the better the quality of the Myriad Laws Godhead. I couldn't find a good carrier, so I ended up forging this Pseudo-Myriad Laws Godhead. But you, Ning Xiaochuan—what did you use as your carrier?"

A carrier?

Could he be talking about the White Bone Pearl?

The role played by the White Bone Pearl was exactly the same as the carrier Yue Mingsong had just described.

Ning Xiaochuan stared at Yue Mingsong. Yue Mingsong truly knew a great deal about Myriad Laws Godheads; he had even guessed the existence of the White Bone Pearl.

If Ning Xiaochuan had held even the slightest doubt toward Yue Mingsong's words before, he now believed him completely.

After revealing the matter of the White Bone Pearl, Ning Xiaochuan continued, "Yue Mingsong, my godhead seems to have reached the limit of its advancement and can no longer rise further. Moreover, I've begun to lose control over the laws within it. What is going on?"