Having reached the peak of the seventh layer of the First Void Realm, Jiang Feng did not immediately leave the God Burial Golden Coffin. Instead, he began studying the Mu Wu Relic with Yao Xinghe.
The two of them were now certain that the Mu Wu Relic was no ordinary item.
After all, for its sake, Shi Baru had come to Jiang Feng despite knowing that showing up at his door to demand it would be beneath his dignity.
This alone showed just how significant the Mu Wu Relic truly was.
However, Shi Baru himself had said that the relic had been in his possession for thirty-three million, three hundred and thirty thousand years, yet he had never been able to discern its mysteries.
When the Mu Wu Relic was taken out, it was nothing more than a glossy black bead. Other than being impervious to divine power and impossible to inspect with perception, it had no other remarkable qualities.
"Senior Yao, can you really see the mystery within it?" Jiang Feng asked, looking toward the black mist at his side.
Jiang Feng knew that this black mist was Yao Xinghe's very origin. Yao Xinghe himself called it ghost qi.
The ghost qi shifted and moved beside the bead. "I can sense that the power coating this object's surface was condensed through the power of the ghost path."
Jiang Feng was greatly startled at those words. "No wonder divine power cannot shake it, and perception cannot probe it!"
"Then can you unravel the mystery on it?"
The ghost qi rolled over, and Yao Xinghe took the bead from Jiang Feng's hand. To the naked eye, the bead looked as though it were floating within a dark cloud.
As the ghost qi churned, Jiang Feng had no idea what Yao Xinghe