Who could have thought that this member of the Celestial Race also carries the bloodline of the Sky-controlling Race, possessing considerable mastery over the Path of Space.
Thus, he simply used these fragments to create some small mechanisms.
And the blood coffin before him is likely just one of them.
The blood coffin slowly moved, emitting a rumbling sound, gradually forming a small array.
At the same time, a blood-colored beam rose from the center of the array, and a key gradually solidified from its illusory state.
The entire key appeared in a regular round shape, with its pattern faintly forming the shape of a dragon's head.
Yang Yan hesitated for a moment, infused power into his hand, then tentatively took it out.
Nothing unexpected happened, but he dared not relax even a bit, remaining fully focused on feeling the key.
Once he completely understood its structure, Yang Yan then activated his mind and infused spiritual power into it.
Buzz—
