Everyone is well aware of Wang Jie's means, and there is nothing to look forward to.
After he offered the Great Roc Genuine Feather, a streak of golden light flashed across the arena, aiming directly at Ying Jiutian of the Corpse King Star.
Ying Jiutian sneered in disdain, "A mere feather, and you treat it as a Magical Treasure, your family must be really poor."
He waved his hand upward, conjuring a white bone stick that was one meter long.
This white bone stick appeared to be a section of a human femur, with natural fissures on its surface, smooth like mutton fat jade.
As soon as it appeared, it buzzed, carrying a momentum that seemed to shake the heavens, stirring up a wild wind within the barrier.
The onlookers outside were all shocked, exclaiming, "My god, what kind of bone is that? It has turned into a bone and still possesses such tremendous might?"
"Could it be an immortal bone?"
