The metal plaque that had just been separated from Qi the Old Freak's body still bore his bloodstains. With a thought, Zhang Tie directly summoned a stream of water from the Castle of Black Iron and washed the rectangular metal plaque...
A clear stream of water appeared out of thin air three meters in front of Zhang Tie, like an opened faucet, directly rinsing the metal plaque. The splashing water then vanished into thin air again, sent by Zhang Tie into the Chaos Abyss of the Castle of Black Iron, without wasting even half a drop.
The water appeared and disappeared from nowhere, wondrous beyond belief, as dreamlike as an illusion. If anyone had been watching nearby, they would surely have cried out again, calling it a miracle.
The metal plaque automatically spun in the air as if taking a bath. In less than half a minute, the stream had washed it perfectly clean and fresh, without the slightest trace of filth remaining.
Zhang Tie reached out, and the metal plaque dropped into his hand. The stream of water in the air stopped at once.
The plaque was somewhat similar in size and shape to the identification tags carried by ordinary soldiers. The instant Zhang Tie took it in hand, he felt its heavy weight.
The plaque was thick and weighty, about eight centimeters long, three centimeters wide, and less than two centimeters thick. The entire plaque was forged from precious purple gold and mithril. On the side facing Zhang Tie were patterns of pavilions, towers, and mountain peaks. The craftsmanship was exquisite beyond compare, and the forging skill was absolutely above even Zhang Tie's level as a grand craftsman.
Turning the plaque over, Zhang Tie saw a divine beast shaped like a tortoise carved on the other side. The