To prevent the energy inside the desolate bone relic from slowly disappearing over time, there was definitely a large array in the mystic realm used to gather Heaven Earth Yuan Qi so as to nourish the desolate bone relic.
And the whirlpool of the God Burial Abyss had sucked in limitless amounts of Heaven Earth Yuan Qi, so under the nourishment of such Heaven Earth Yuan Qi, the desolate bone relics in the mystic realm had become even purer and of higher quality!
Under such circumstances, Yi Yun definitely would not miss out on such a desolate bone relic.
“He is after all a person from the Backwater East, he can’t change his miserly nature. He can’t even bear to part with a low quality arrow.”
The youth from the Shen Tu family clan gritted his teeth as he spoke. Although Yi Yun had shot the desolate beast to death in one shot, something even Gongsun Hong could not do, caused him to feel great fear, he would still take every opportunity to tarnish Yi Yun’s reputation. This was also understandable.
About a hundred meters away, Yi Yun seemed to notice something. He chuckled and gave the Shen Tu youth a deep glance.
And this glance made the Shen Tu youth’s face turn pale white. He subconsciously took a step back.
After he killed the ancient desolate beast, the pressure Yi Yun gave to others was too great.
“This kid!” The Shen Tu youth swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva as his voice trembled.
“There must be a mistake somewhere!” He thought viciously. He could not believe that Yi Yun was both a Desolate Heaven technique genius and a martial arts genius at the same time.
And at this moment, a divine beam fell from the sky!
This beam was colorful, and similar to the beam that shot on Gongsun Hong from before. However, its color was more vivid and its intensity was many times stronger!
“That is the…Empyrean Mark!”
People exclaimed as they felt envy and jealousy.
Yi Yun had easily passed the first trial. He had completed it more perfectly than Gongsun Hong, so how could he not receive an Empyrean Mark?
The divine beam condensed on Yi Yun’s arm, forming a tattoo.
The tattoo looked like beautiful scales closely spaced together.
“This…”