Hong Yu gazed quietly at the Star River Spirit Bone floating before him.
This Spirit Bone was entirely purple-gold and about the size of a fist. A faint, noble purple-gold luster enveloped it. Most notably, ancient gray runes formed chains across its surface, seeming to hold the profound essence of the supreme Dao.
'This is the Star River Spirit Bone? It was made by refining a Star River into the Skull Bone of a Peak Powerhouse from the cosmos?' Hong Yu wondered aloud, his eyes wide with amazement.
"Hong Yu!"
Little One's voice pulled Hong Yu back to reality.
Hong Yu glanced to the side.
Little One was flying toward him, a puff of white smoke billowing beneath its feet. Trailing closely behind was the corpse of a young boy, shrouded in a deathly stillness.
"Hm? This is the Execution Corpse?" Hong Yu asked.
