The light converged into form.
The touch was cold to the grasp, as if it were millennium-old ice, making the temperature around it instantly drop by more than ten degrees.
Qin Heng focused his eyes and saw that the silvery glow had turned into an ancient and exquisite key, with complex and dense runes carved upon it, faintly isolating the void and breaking through the aura of the Dao's Law.
The people around also saw the key in Qin Heng's hand, but after only a glance, they felt dizzy, and even thought that their True Qi was about to lash out uncontrollably, so they hurriedly closed their eyes in fear.
"Mr. Xuantian, this, this key, what is this thing!?" Thunderous Puhua Tianzun said in shock and uncertainty, never having imagined he would encounter such a situation.
