After Long Yi took the golden totem from the wild wolf's hand, he suddenly felt a little dizzy, and it seemed that his sea of ​​consciousness trembled slightly.

He frowned slightly and whispered, "Such a powerful spiritual force is attached to this totem... No, it's the power of the residual soul attached to it."

As long as Long Yi touched the golden totem with his spiritual power, the scene before his eyes would change into the image in the totem. In an ancient tribe, thousands of residents in linen clothes were worshipping.

The object of worship was the monster with a sphinx's body and a human face on the totem.

When Long Yi wanted to investigate further, strange phenomena suddenly occurred.

The residual soul that was originally attached to the golden totem seemed to be startled by the divine consciousness released by Long Yi, and in an instant it turned into a raging wave and swept towards Long Yi.

The next second, Long Yi looked around. The scene around him instantly changed from the trading hall to an ancient tribe with thatched houses. All around him were dark-skinned natives wearing linen clothes.

He looked in the direction where the natives were worshipping, and saw a monster with a sphinx's body and a human face, standing tall and shining with gold all over. It was holding a golden scepter and overlooking the entire primitive tribe.

"Kill!"

When the sphinx-faced monster looked down at the world, it found Long Yi, the only one who did not kneel in the crowd. Immediately, it tapped the ground with its scepter, and the world was moved.

Then he suddenly raised the scepter into the air and smashed it down heavily towards where Long Yi was.

The monster was like Pangu in mythology, standing tall and upright, splitting the chaos. At this moment, Long Yi seemed so small under his attack.

"A mere remnant soul, do you really think you are a god?"

Facing this blow that dimmed the heaven and earth, Long Yi did not show any panic on his face, because he knew that the scene before him was an illusion created by the strange golden totem, and it was not real.

"The God-Slaying Technique!" Long Yi instantly pushed the spell to deal with soul power recorded in the Xuantian Atlas to the extreme.

The countless divine thoughts in his sea of ​​consciousness transformed into wisps of mist, and then condensed little by little, forming a scarlet spear directly in front of him.

"Pierce through all illusions!" Long Yi roared.

Then the spear floated in the air and shot out suddenly, like an arrow from a bow, leaving only a red afterimage in the air.

Compared to the supreme golden scepter, the spear was like a speck of dust, so small that it could be ignored.

But with this stab, the sphinx-headed monster that stretched between heaven and earth was easily pierced through like smooth tofu, and then turned into countless golden fragments.

The next second, a huge gash was cut between heaven and earth by the spear, and all illusions were shattered.

Crash!

Long Yi's sea of ​​consciousness suddenly became clear, and he slowly opened his eyes. The scene before him was still the warriors of Yandu trading with each other.

The wild wolf in front of him was confused, as if Long Yi was the only one who encountered the illusory danger just now. To others, Long Yi had inexplicably closed his eyes for two or three minutes.

As Long Yi opened his eyes, the dazzling light on the golden totem dimmed a little.

"I was careless. I didn't expect the residual soul in this totem to be so powerful." A few drops of sweat seeped out of Long Yi's forehead.

His current strength can only release divine thoughts. As for condensing the divine thoughts into a physical entity, the Xuantian Atlas must be upgraded to a higher level at least.

The spear that he had just forcibly condensed his spiritual thoughts into was already severely overdrawn, and his sea of ​​consciousness had been greatly depleted, which meant that he killed a thousand enemies but lost eight hundred of his own.

"But if I can completely obtain this golden totem, what does the loss of my sea of ​​consciousness mean?"

Long Yi felt a surge of heat in his heart and stared intently at the golden totem in his palm.

"Mr. Long? Do you think I can exchange my golden totem for some elixirs from you?" asked the wolf expectantly.

"Yes," Long Yi agreed readily, and casually took out a porcelain bottle from the storage space. "Inside is the auxiliary body-hardening pill you asked for. There are thirty pills in total. Are you satisfied?"

"Satisfied, satisfied!" Wild Wolf took the porcelain bottle with great joy. Originally, he only wanted to exchange it for two or three, but he didn't expect Long Yi to be so generous and gave him thirty.

After he opened the porcelain bottle, he took a light sniff and immediately felt a refreshing and sweet medicinal fragrance penetrate his nostrils. It was definitely a top-quality body-tempering elixir.

After Yelang bowed and said goodbye to Long Yi, he was about to leave when Long Yi stopped him.

"How did you get this golden totem? If you tell me everything, I can give you another twenty pills."

Long Yi asked these questions not without reason, because he just recalled the scene in the environment and suddenly found that the top of the scepter in the hand of the sphinx monster was inlaid with an ancient jade.

It was actually a broken part of the dragon pendant, and judging from the shape of the ancient jade, it was exactly where the dragon head should be.

"Thank you so much!" the wolf exclaimed in delight.

He originally took out the golden totem just to try his luck, but he didn't expect that it would arouse Long Yi's interest.

This golden totem was picked up by chance from a lost and dilapidated ancient relic a few years ago when he was studying in the Kingdom of Pyramids.

The reason why he always carried it with him was simply because this totem was made of gold, and he did not notice any other special features of the totem.

"Okay, I will tell you everything I know right now." The wolf said happily.

Ten minutes later, Long Yi also roughly understood the origin of the golden totem.

"It's quite interesting. It turns out to be a product of the Pharaoh's era. No wonder the workmanship is still a bit rough." Long Yi kept stroking the golden totem in his hand with interest.

He came to the Qiankun Martial Arts Competition this time for two main purposes. One was to find all the top-level spiritual herbs needed for a breakthrough. When the time was right, he would go to the Tang family and buy them for free.

As for the second one, which was to find clues about the remaining dragon pendant, he originally did not have high hopes, after all, such things were rare to come by.

I didn’t expect that I actually found it!

"It seems that I need to go to the Kingdom of Pyramids and visit the ruins of that lost tribe. If I can find the scepter, I will also be able to obtain the dragon pendant fragment."

For now, the residual soul in this golden totem has extremely rich spiritual power. If it is refined, it can be added into the sea of ​​consciousness.

Not only can it replenish the spiritual power that has just been depleted, it can even make the sea of ​​consciousness more abundant. By then, it is not impossible to reach the point where the spiritual power can be transformed into a physical form ahead of time.

Thinking of this, Long Yi waved his hand and let the wild wolf leave.

The wild wolf left with fifty high-grade elixirs in his pocket, feeling very satisfied, which made the other warriors envious.

Having lived for so many years, they naturally still have some rare treasures on them that they can show off, and many of them are thinking about exchanging them.