Outside Of Time

Inside the jade box was a black spike, about the thickness of a finger, adorned with natural patterns. A terrifying aura circulated within it, accompanied by divine fluctuations that spread in all directions.

Although it was a dead object, the moment Xu Qing looked over, its entire body shook, as if it were imbued with breath.

It resonated with Xu Qing’s breathing, forming a tug on his bloodline.

The sensation that it was an extension of himself allowed Xu Qing to keenly sense its sharpness. As a sense of palpitation arose, Old Master Seventh spoke softly.

“In the eyes of the god, ordinary things are extremely fragile and it’s difficult to injure them at all. However, this item… can injure the god. It contains the divine authority of misfortune.”

“Therefore, I named it the Spike of Misfortune.”