"Is it this thing that makes the God's Loathful Remnants actively avoid it?"
Having seen Qi Xiu suppress the Divine Marvel, Tie Mu approached with a curious expression. He also wanted to see what kind of object could actually make the God's Loathful Remnants—formed from divine resentment and loathing—voluntarily stay away.
"This piece of scrap iron doesn't look remarkable, but it faintly exudes an extremely obscure and dark aura from within. It must be this wisp of an aura that the God's Loathful Remnants do not wish to approach."
Holding the piece of scrap iron, Qi Xiu's eyes narrowed slightly. Through the perspective of the Observing Qi Skill, this piece of scrap iron was enveloped in a murky, ancient, and indecipherable aura.
This wisp of aura was very obscure.
Even though it was right before his eyes, it was still indiscernible.
Ever since Qi Xiu had mastered the Observing Qi Skill, this was the first time he had encountered such a bizarre aura.
