Something was wrong with this thing.
Yang Yong examined it closely.
The bone looked like a human bone, with nothing special about it.
Yet even on closer inspection, he could not see anything strange about it.
It was very eerie.
When he gripped it, it felt icy cold, and something seemed to be flowing faintly inside the bone.
But holding it in his hand still felt wrong.
Yang Yong could not say exactly what was wrong. It was just a feeling.
He knew that feeling all too well.
His intuition was warning him.
This bone was the first piece the Mechanical City had pried off the Bone City.
It clearly carried an unsettling aura, and not one of the Mechanical City's Mechanics was willing to use it to refine a Curio.
In the end, it had been sent to Yang Yong.
Yang Yong examined it for a long time, but truly could not see anything strange about it. There was only that faint feeling.
He did not fuss over it and tossed the bone into the Ten-Thousand-Forged Primordial Furnace.
He shut the lid tightly.
Clanging sounds of hammering rang out.
Before long...
Piercing screams reached Yang Yong's ears through the Ten-Thousand-Forged Primordial Furnace.
Those were by no means the cries of a single individual.
Thousands upon thousands of voices were intertwined.
The howls of men and women, old and young, mingled together.
There were warriors' furious roars before death.
There were ordinary people's despairing wails.
There were also children's heart-wrenching cries.
Layer upon layer, they spread outward through the vibrating furnace.
"Let me out...!!"
"Bone City... don't sacrifice us!!"
"It burns... the bone is about to melt!"
"Trapped in this bone for eternity, never to be freed...!!"
Venomous howls bored into his eardrums.
A chill crept up Yang Yong's back,