After one recitation of the incantation, Wang Quan's sense of the Magic Treasure left by the Purple-Robed Marquis weakened.
A few breaths later, he could no longer sense it at all.
This result left him excited, yet helpless and bewildered.
What excited him was this:
The agreement made in a fragment of history had come true in the Present World.
What left him helpless and bewildered was this:
He had clearly sensed the Magic Treasure, and could even sense that it was right beneath his feet.
Yet something seemed to stand between them, preventing him from fully summoning and taking control of it.
Could that Magic Treasure be buried in the deepest reaches of the earth?
But even if it is, I'll dig it out.
At that thought, Wang Quan opened his mouth and spat out a stream of killing intent.
This was dissolution killing intent, one of the seven hundred and twenty varieties of earth lung killing intent.
Dissolution killing intent excelled above all at dissolving rock, earth, and the like.
He had never tempered this killing intent himself.
It had only arisen because the strange power bestowed by the special Daoist Scriptures he cultivated had caused the killing intents within his Purple Mansion to collide and breed it.
Wang Quan had paid this killing intent no mind before, but now that he needed to dig something out, he took an interest in it.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Streams of dissolution killing intent fell upon the ground, dissolving it and opening a hole over ten zhang wide.
With each stream of killing intent, several dozen zhang of earth dissolved.
As the killing intent circulated, fine strands of mountain stone killing intent splashed out.
This mountain stone killing intent could be used to refine spells, magic artifacts, and even Magic Treasures