Bab 1097: Loaning a Head

The ancient and dappled golden token amulet floated silently in front of Mu Chen's eyes. When bright light shined on it, most of it was not refracted. It felt as if the amulet were a black hole and rather mysterious.

Mu Chen stared closely at the golden amulet. He stretched out his arm, allowing the amulet to fall into his palm. His fingers ran over the amulet's surface. While the writing that read, "Second" seemed ancient and faded, it still exuded a sense of indescribable majesty.

Mu Chen concentrated his spiritual energy flow upon the amulet, attempting to examine it more deeply. However, his efforts did not pay off. The amulet did not react even slightly to his examination. It was as if it were just a common object.