Metamorphosis

"As expected of Immortal King Wuzhong."

The Ox-Riding Elder could not help sighing, light shining from his profound eyes.

He did not believe that kind of rune was something the dog had comprehended on its own. Rather, he believed Immortal King Wuzhong had comprehended it and then passed it on to the dog.

As for why Immortal King Wuzhong had not passed it on to anyone else?

Perhaps there had been no time, because that great battle in the past had come too suddenly. Dozens of immortal kings from the Foreign Realm had surrounded and killed Immortal King Wuzhong, and Immortal King Wuzhong had fallen on the spot.

Why pass it on to this dog?

Because this was Immortal King Wuzhong's dog, the existence Immortal King Wuzhong loved most. If he had not loved it, could he have forcibly raised an ordinary dog all the way into a True Immortal?

Thus, it was perfectly normal that he had passed this still-unperfected rune to the other party at the first opportunity.

That was right. This rune had not been perfected. It was not a Primal Rune that conformed to the Heavenly Dao, but an ordinary rune. With their insight, they could easily see that much.

Yet even incomplete, it could still refine Dark Matter with ease. If it were perfected, how terrifying would it be?

At this thought, the Ox-Riding Elder's gaze grew even hotter. He had to obtain this rune and deliver it to Imperial Pass. In that way, the experts of Imperial Pass would be able to dispel the Dark Matter within their bodies much more easily.

Dark Matter was not impossible to refine, but refining it was extremely difficult. Generally, it required thousands of years. Even if powerful experts could speed up the process, it still had to