Chapter 5126: :terrible! (Four more)

Yujian's tentacles are cold, as if a faint thin ice is condensed on it, but it is extremely light.
After Ye Wuque looked over, he was immediately attracted by a recessed circular circle on the surface of the jade slip, which looked strange.
In addition, there is still a faint spirit wave on it, which is obviously left by the water palace lord before his life.
"Summoning Jade Jane?"
"It seems more than that simple, this circular concave surface..."
Ye Wuque's eyes flickered, closing his eyes and thinking about it, the power of the soul suddenly poured into the jade slip.
Hum!
With the injection of Ye Wuque's soul power, a strange scene appeared!
I saw that his spirit power seemed to be absorbed, and it actually converged on the circular concave surface!
The bright red brilliance began to slowly diverge towards the concave surface...filled!
The more soul power is injected, the more the concave surface is filled.
When Ye Wuque opened his eyes again, his eyes became deep and peculiar, and he once again looked at the body of the owner of the Water Mansion.
"At this last step, a level has been set..."
After some inspections, Ye Wuque discovered that his power of soul cannot directly investigate the contents of the jade slip, but first fill the annular concave surface on the jade slip!
And the residual spirit fluctuations left by the master of the water mansion on the jade slip have only one effect, that is, for the last time to tell whether the power of the spirit filling the ring-shaped concave surface is... the Dark Star Realm Great Perfection!
In other words, only the power of the soul of the Dark Star Realm Great Perfection level can fill this annular concave surface.
"The first is a warning, and then there are three tests, just to determine whether the Dark Star Realm Dzogchen is the one who got the relic, even if it is the jade slip, we must confirm it again!"
"The Master of the Water Mansion is so cautious that it is already against the norm..."
"If something is abnormal, it will be a demon!"
With his eyes flickering, Ye Wuque stared at the corpse of the Master of the Water Mansion close at hand, and then at the jade slip in his hand.
He could perceive the water palace owner's attention to the two relics, and the cautious attitude like walking on thin ice.
Otherwise, how could it be so complicated and repeated inspections?
Tell him instinct!
In this jade slip, is it possible that some vital... truth is recorded?
About... Black Hole Realm?
As soon as he thought of this, Ye Wuque became more and more curious.
"According to the speed at which the annular concave surface of the jade slip absorbs the power of the soul, it can be filled in at most half a day, and everything in the jade slip can be seen..."
Fortunately, it didn't take long to fill up this jade slip, only half a day's effort, Ye Wuque was not in a hurry for this moment.
After temporarily putting the jade slips into the Yuanyang Ring and filling them with the power of the soul, Ye Wuque looked at another relic left by the master of the water palace.
That treasure box.
Under the perception of Divine Soul, there was no restriction or fluctuation on the treasure box, and he picked it up directly.
It's not heavy to start, but it's dense, and the entire treasure box seems to be made of some kind of strange metal.
Under his gaze, Ye Wuque slowly opened the closed treasure box.
In an instant!
Inside the treasure box, Ye Wuque's eyes were greeted by a black bead about the size of a molong eye!
"A bead?"
Ye Wuque stared.
Bleak.
It's as black as ink.
At first glance, they are extremely ordinary, without any strangeness, just like batches made in a street workshop.
But Ye Wuque naturally wouldn't think that these pitch-black beads were really ordinary things, something that could be left as a relic by the owner of the Water Mansion, how could it be simple?
After carefully examining the inky bead, with a thought, the power of the soul directly enveloped it!
Soon...
boom! !
Ye Wuque only felt that his vision of his soul was instantly overwhelmed by endless darkness, the light was lost, his dizziness was dizzy, and the universe within the soul was trembling!
The primordial Xiaojin seems to be cracking!
As if the weak ants felt the Kunpeng soaring for nine days!
eternal!
destroy!
dark!
unknown!
A lot of great auras madly flooded Ye Wuque's primordial spirit to squeeze him alive!
Then, the power of his own soul was directly wiped out.
Panting, Ye Wuque opened his eyes abruptly, and there was a deep shock and a trace of...horror in it!
"terrible!"
The feeling of just a short moment made Ye Wuque seem to have spent eternity as long, and the entire soul seemed to freeze.
But immediately, the shock and terror in Ye Wuque's eyes were replaced by a touch of surprise and excitement that could not be hidden!
"That's how it feels!"
"The feeling I felt on Tuntian Roar before!"
"This bead..."
Ye Wuque clasped his hands tightly and still looked very dim, the black lacquered and ordinary beads, and his heartbeat was speeding up!
"Black Hole Realm... Divine Soul Secret Treasure!!"
Without any doubt, Ye Wuque can be 100% sure that this pitch black bead is a genuine black hole realm divine soul secret treasure!
"The master who can refine this bead must be a true...the Great Soul Saint of the Black Hole Realm!"
As the Dark Star Realm Great Perfection, Ye Wuque's perception is naturally not wrong, and the feeling that can make his soul so small and terrifying will only be the Black Hole Realm in the taboo realm.
"Black Hole Divine Soul Secret Treasure!"
"If I refine it, can I feel the power of this treasure, and then I can further pry into the mystery of the'Black Hole Realm'?"
Ye Wuque's eyes moved and he did what he thought.
He directly sat down cross-legged, stretched out his fingers to force a drop of his own blood, and then carefully dripped towards the pitch-black bead.
The blood immediately fell on the pitch-black beads.
But immediately, Ye Wuque's eyes of expectation and joy were condensed!
His blood did fall on the pitch-black beads, but it couldn't melt in at all, as if there was a vague force blocking it.
"Can't refining?"
Ye Wuque cautiously mobilized a trace of his own soul power again, and wrapped his drop of essence blood, wanting to melt into the pitch black bead.
The result is still useless!
The pitch-black beads seem to be a whole body, with nothing to melt, blocking the integration of blood.
"How could this be?"
Ye Wuque frowned slightly at this moment.