Jiang Zuo arrived at the altar in the attic. A powerful force emanated from it.
Jiang Zuo looked down and saw a pool of water in the altar. In the pool was an eyeball, the very source of the power.
Jiang Zuo looked at it, and it looked back at him.
"It looks a little familiar," Jiang Zuo couldn't help but say as he stared at the eyeball.
Then, he asked Yongxi, "Do you know what this is?"
Yongxi answered bluntly, "As food, how would I know what my master owns? It's hard enough just to know their family name."
Jiang Zuo nodded. 'That's true. It seems the only purpose of food is to be eaten.'
Just then, the eye began to blink repeatedly (its eyelids made of pure power), as if it was about to shoot something out from within.
Without hesitation, Jiang Zuo took out Cold Moon and stabbed at it.
CLANG!
Jiang Zuo was stunned for a moment, realizing that Cold Moon couldn't pierce it.
'Is this how domineering high-level things are?'
