The one-hundred-zhang-tall White Bone Altar at the very center held out for less than ten breaths before being devoured by the Beidou Spirit Fire.
The fracturing bones were incinerated into ash before they even had a chance to fall.
Waves of heat rose, nearly forming a wind of their own.
The swirling embers drifted down from the sky like snowflakes, a sight that lasted for a full quarter of an hour.
'Huh, it didn't burn completely?'
However, when the Spiritual Fire receded, Xiao Chen swept the area with his Divine Sense and discovered what appeared to be a Character Plate left in the very center.
He reached out, and a surge of True Essence wrapped around the Character Plate, pulling it into his hand.
The Character Plate wasn't large—six inches long, one inch wide, and about a finger's breadth thick.
But holding it, he could tell it was extraordinary. It felt like neither gold nor jade, neither wood nor iron; he couldn't tell what material it was made from.
