With the previous bloody experience of the white bone laid out before him, he did not believe that the Supreme Hand Bone lying quietly there was truly so simple on the surface.
Fixing his gaze on this Supreme Hand Bone for a good while, Ye Feng's pupils finally contracted, then he took a few more steps forward, arriving in front of the hand bone.
His right hand opened, fingers spread wide.
Finally, the five fingers fell, gently inhaling towards the bottom.
With this suction, the hand bone on the wasteland immediately soared up and swiftly flew towards Ye Feng's hand.
Feeling the rapid approach of the hand bone, Ye Feng's eyebrows furrowed slightly. For some reason, just now, his usually calm heart suddenly skipped a beat.
Although the rhythm of this heartbeat wasn't particularly intense.
But the moment it emerged, it added a bit of anxiety to Ye Feng's heart.
Just as his body wanted to dodge away and throw away the Supreme Hand Bone that was about to fall into his hand—
