So, despite the absence of a fully formed Spiritual Sense, Tusk still sensed the crisis.
Another 15 minutes passed and the devouring was finally complete. She held Tusk in her hand and with a thought, it immediately took on the appearance of the Demon Skull. She tried chopping at the Black Stone Pillar, and a deep scratch appeared on it immediately as if seared by high temperatures. Both Lord Changtian and she expressed satisfaction, indicating that Tusk had perfectly inherited the features of the Demon Skull. Next, it was time to choose the right essence blood for the Demon Skull.
Where is this place? God Demon Prison, of course. With over two hundred demon inmates to choose from, it couldn't be more convenient to select the right Talent Attributes to bestow upon the weapon. Her gaze shifted as she came up with an idea, focusing on the leader of all monsters - Lord Changtian himself.
"What are your Talent Attributes?" she asked with a sly smile.
