Countless strange and bizarre images appeared and disappeared beside him.

Real and illusory, instantaneous death, illusory light bubbles, unpredictable...

The black crystal ball was already in the left hand.

Wu Tie subconsciously exerted force, and he put all his strength into this grip.

The finger bones of the five fingers of the left hand fluttered violently, and the flesh and blood suddenly flew across the flesh and blood, and a large piece of blood sprinkled on the black crystal ball.

The finger bones that were shining with faint light on the dark and gloomy fingers tightly clamped the black crystal ball. A large amount of blurred dark light gushed out from the black crystal ball. The blood sprinkled by Wu Tie on the crystal ball was absorbed by the crystal ball, and then the crystal ball directly merged into the first part of his left hand.

A strange message came, and Wu Tie knew the name of the crystal ball.

‘Formless relics’.

The "formless relics" condensed by a powerful master who practices the "First Bone Demon Sutra".

The formless relics originally contained all the power of this powerful person. However, for some reasons, almost all the power in the relics passed away, leaving only the body of the relics and a little essence inside.

What Wu Tie desires for the first section of the index finger of his left hand is the relics itself.

evolution!

Opportunities for evolution!

In other words, it is not evolution, but an opportunity to restore power to the bone.

Wu Tie was quietly suspended in the boundless black smoke, and the Wuxiang Relic was fusing with his fingers. The essence of the Wuxiang Relic was integrated into the golden light between his eyebrows without any hindrance.

The old, hoarse voice echoed around Wu Tie, but as the formless relics and finger bones merged, as the essence was swallowed by the golden light ball, Haoran's righteous energy was only slightly released, and this trace of sound that remained in the world and unwilling to dissipate completely disappeared.

"Poor man..." Wu Tie murmured.

The essence was slowly melting, and some incomplete pictures flashed in front of Wu Tie, making it vaguely impossible to see clearly.

Some inexplicable experiences were integrated into the golden light ball transformed by Wu Tie's soul power. Wu Tie seemed to have learned something, but it seemed that he had not learned anything.

However, he suddenly had a deep understanding of the content of the "Demon Sutra of the Formless Bone".

It was like he had been immersed in this martial art of both good and evil, evil skin and holy bones for countless years.

Gradually, Wu Tie also understood the true origin of the Demon Holy Cauldron outside his body.

This big tripod should probably be called the "formless divine tripod"... Its essence is ever-changing, invisible and formless.

It was only because the powerful man used the power he cultivated with the "Front-No-Front Bone Demon Sutra" for many years that he "got to the flow" and evolved into a strange and dark appearance now.

“Very good, very interesting.”

Wu Tie smiled.

The numbness of the index finger of his left hand came, and Wu Tie felt his eyelids sleepy, so he fell asleep.

In the dream, countless words and patterns flow quietly by.
Chapter completed!