Chapter 106: It Was You (1)

  One more thing

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  As the master was dead, the ring and skull scepter became ownerless objects. Yifeng placed them in his palm, and according to Zhan Tian's words, he dripped blood to acknowledge ownership. Afterwards, he gained some understanding of the two magical treasures.

  The ring was a high-grade storage ring, with an interior space as large as a football field. It currently held numerous spirit stones of various grades, low-grade spirit artifacts, jade bottles, and some materials for refining equipment and elixirs.

  Although the things inside are not many, they only occupy less than a tenth of the space. Yifeng was worried that his storage bag was too small, but now he has this storage ring, and in the future, he won't have to carefully calculate what to put in it.

  He transferred all the valuable items such as dragon bones and dragon pearls from his storage bag to the storage ring, and Yifeng recited a tongue-twisting incantation while using his spiritual power to conceal the storage ring within his body.

  This method of hiding treasures is naturally also taught by Zhan Tian. If it were to be given to Yi Feng, a Jindan initial stage cultivator, with an extremely precious storage ring, I fear that once discovered, it would immediately bring about fatal disaster.

  That skull-headed staff, about five feet long, thick at the top and thin at the bottom, felt heavy in his hand, and when he looked up, he saw that there was still blood flowing from the eye sockets of the skull head, making Yi Feng feel a chill.

  "It's a good high-quality spiritual artifact, almost comparable to an extreme-quality one in terms of material. The only problem is the refinement technique, but its function should still be very powerful." Zhan Tian's voice resonated again in Yi Feng's sea of consciousness.

  It's not just a matter of cutting the sky, Yi Feng really has the intention to give up on this skull artifact, after all, such a treasure is nothing but an evil magic treasure, and it's not only ugly in appearance, but also can't be used in front of orthodox masters.

  Since it's a high-grade spiritual artifact, might as well refine and worship it. Anyway, I already have one Blood Spirit Mirror, so I don't mind having another one of them.

  As he thought of this, Yi Feng squeezed out a drop of fresh blood from his still unhealed finger and dripped it into the skull scepter, after which strange changes suddenly occurred.

  That skull scepter, after absorbing Yi Feng's fresh blood, suddenly burst into a brilliant magical light. In an instant, the surging flames and gale-force winds that erupted from it pushed Yi Feng several meters back.

  Then, the skull sceptre suddenly flew into mid-air, and emitted a series of mournful wails that sent shivers down one's spine.

  Yi Feng only saw, countless hairy ghosts' heads wanting to break free from the skull's grip, but just as they flew out halfway, they were pulled back in.

  "Hurry up and get familiar with its control technique, stabilize it!" Zhan Tian loudly reminded Yi Feng, who was somewhat dazed.

  Yi Feng finally came to his senses. Earlier, when the blood drop recognized its master, the spiritual device had automatically transmitted its functions and operation methods to Yi Feng. Now, he only needed a slight movement of his mind to grasp the control method.

  His hands moved in front of his chest, and the true yuan force swirled around his fingertips, forming a seal. Yi Feng waved his hand and threw the prepared seal into the skull staff of the demonic wave array, but to no avail.

  Although Yi Feng is now the master of the Skull Scepter, the attribute of his true yuan power does not match with the Skull Scepter at all. Moreover, Yi Feng's spiritual consciousness is too weak, and the grade of the Skull Scepter is too high, which made Yi Feng struggle for nearly half an hour before he could finally control the Skull Scepter.

  After this change, Yi Feng would never dare to easily take out this top-grade spiritual instrument again.

  "Not good, your momentum is too big, the demonic waves are crashing against the surroundings too violently. That woman seems to have become aware and is about to wake up." Zhan Tian suddenly said to Yi Feng.

  "I'll leave quickly!" Yi Feng said, and he swiftly ran towards the door. Due to the intense demonic wave just now, the spiritual energy in this great hall was no longer as dense as when Yi Feng had first entered, so he could see the location of the door at a glance.

  "It's too late, she has already woken up. You'd better stand still, you can't escape from her, even though her old wounds haven't healed yet." Yifeng hadn't reached the door when Zhan Tian's voice sounded again.