"Any one of them would be an absolute treasure to a sect. Even among the supreme powers, there are no more than three prodigies in the first echelon."
"Right, it isn't accurate to judge which echelon a prodigy belongs to based on their aura. Usually, a prodigy's echelon is determined by this thing."
As Xue Qi spoke, he took a disc from his Spatial Ring. Five pillars stood above the disc, and beneath them was engraved a mysterious rune.
"What is this?"
Ye Lin looked curiously at the disc in Xue Qi's hand. He had never seen anything like it.
Every time the Heaven-Devouring Demonic Art absorbed a living being, it did inherit that being's memories. But those memories were fragmented and obtained at random.
"This was created jointly by eight Emperor-level mighty figures. With just a drop of blood, it can examine every aspect of your attributes."
"For example, defense, attack, spiritual energy level, your true potential, and so on. The classifications of all major prodigies are based on this item. You can try dripping a drop of blood onto it."
After Xue Qi finished speaking, Ye Lin extended a finger. A drop of golden blood was forced out at once. He also wanted to see exactly what level he was at.
The blood slowly floated into the center of the device. Immediately, the entire instrument began operating. Ye Lin's golden blood gradually vanished, and several lines of data appeared above the device the next moment.
The most conspicuous was the line at the very end.
Second Echelon.
Seeing those four words, Xue Qi revealed an expression of confirmation. His guess had been correct—Ye Lin truly belonged to the second echelon.
"You really are a freak. Under such barren conditions, you actually managed to grow to the level of