Gu Que fell silent upon hearing Song Wen's question, as though discerning what was sealed within those mystic patterns, or perhaps recalling something.
Only after a moment did he speak.
"If I am not mistaken, what is sealed within these mystic patterns should be Nether-Tide Voidwater, an object of utmost yin and evil. Not only does its chill corrode the body and defile the soul, it can also devour the spirituality of magical treasures. Even ghosts would not dare touch this water lightly, lest their soul bodies be eroded."
"Then would this not be a rare supreme treasure of the world?" Song Wen asked.
"Though this thing is rare, it cannot quite be called a 'supreme treasure.' However, if it is refined and fused into the Blood Sea Imperial Seal, it can enhance its power. It may even allow the Blood Sea Imperial Seal to acquire this substance's trait of devouring the spirituality of magical treasures," Gu Que said.
Song Wen's pupils abruptly contracted as he stared at those mystic patterns.
At that moment, Feng Zhongli had already landed upon the raised platform.
She swiftly formed several hand seals and struck them toward the mystic patterns.
A dim black radiance glimmered from the patterns, and threads of inky-blue liquid gradually seeped out through their cracks.
The inky-blue liquid was thick as glue, pooling in ever greater amounts atop the platform.
Feng Zhongli seemed wary of being contaminated by it as well. Her body slowly floated up, hovering three feet above the ground.
Yet the hand seals she formed did not cease.
Having already put the Nine-Heavens Thunder Astral Stone away, Song Wen flew to Feng Zhongli's side and asked with an expression of blank curiosity.
"Fellow Daoist Feng, what is this?"
"Merely a yin-evil substance called Nether-Tide Voidwater. It can