In the silence that preceded the start of the fight, filled with tension, the Elder's Spatial Ring emitted a faint Spiritual Qi fluctuation, and some kind of Demonic Beast's polished white skull carved with complex patterns and characters, refined into a Spiritual Treasure, appeared next to him in the air, attracting Wu Long's attention.
"Get it now?", the Elder grinned, "Why, even after seeing your earlier fight, I was confident to step into the fighting pit?"
"I can guess"
"Hehe, I knew you would recognize it was a Source of Flow from a single glance despite how unusual it is. You showed your quick wit in the previous fight, after all. It is a specialty of my Sect, we refine the Skull and Demonic Core of a powerful Demonic Beast into a Source of Flow, and refine its blood into Bloodstain Water for combat"
