Why is this thing moving?
Zhang Kui was a bit surprised. He focused his senses, the small stone ball still quietly stayed put, but his personal space was entirely under his control. He was sure what he felt earlier was not an illusion.
The process of acquiring the stone ball was somewhat bizarre, even the Elder Huayan of the Celestial Tribulation Realm didn't notice anything, so Zhang Kui studied it quite a bit afterwards.
This thing is not a magical artifact; it's very peculiar. Neither dripping blood nor inputting mana was of any use, and it's extremely hard, impervious to damage from knives and swords.
And then there were the last words of the Three-eyed Giant Corpse,
"Save…"
Was it asking for help, or asking to save someone?
Everything was bewildering.
"Master, is there no hope for him?"
Ye Fei's words from the side interrupted his thoughts.
Upon seeing, Zhang Kui noticed a middle-aged man in front of him, pale-faced, with despair in his eyes.
