"There are finger marks on the Stone Token. It was almost snapped in two!" The Stone Token finally settled down and fell into Jiang Zhu's hand. Several Great Sages examined it together, marveling.
"These are finger marks left by the Dao Venerable!" Everyone's expression changed, their hearts shaken.
The Stone Token was stone on the outside, but flesh and blood within. It was a special Saint Spirit, born alongside its master and naturally taking the form of a weapon.
"As expected of the Dao Venerable. Not only did he kill a perfected Saint Spirit and refine its flesh and blood, he even sought to refine this powerful Saint Spirit Ancestor Artifact into immortal liquid," Great Sage Qinghuang said with feeling.
While the Human Clan's Dao Protectors took turns examining the Stone Token, Jiang Zhu found a few drops of liquid that had splashed into the distance.
"Is this... immortal liquid formed from the perfected Saint Spirit and the Stone Token together? The Dao Venerable succeeded?!" cried a Dao Protector who had finished examining the Stone Token.
"Immortal liquid? Where?" Hearing that there was immortal liquid, the other Dao Protectors abandoned their study of the Saint Spirit Ancestor Artifact in their hands and came to Jiang Zhu's side.
"It really is immortal liquid. A few drops appeared after all!"
"There should be more than this. We can search the ancient well. Perhaps we'll find more," Jiang Zhu said.
"Exactly. Since immortal liquid appeared, there can't be so little." The Dao Protectors all agreed with Jiang Zhu.
The party hurried toward the devastated ruins. Broken stones and loose earth drifted everywhere around the shattered ancient star.
Jiang Zhu found his way into the depths of the ruptured ancient well and discovered dozens of drops of Five-Colored Immortal Liquid. Each was the size