Martial Master

The stone slab was incredibly hard. With Qin Chen's current strength, even if it were made of death meteorite iron and he exerted all his power, it would still break, yet this stone slab remained completely motionless, far too tough.

Mysterious, extremely mysterious.

Qin Chen stared at the stone slab before him. This object could activate mysterious ancient books, so it was evident that its level was extraordinarily high, not to be underestimated.

A treasure.

It was definitely a treasure.

"But the patterns on this stone slab seem quite ordinary now."

Qin Chen focused on the slab. After losing that mysterious and profound power, the slab appeared exceedingly ordinary. If it were thrown onto the battlefield of various clans, almost no one would take a second glance, simply assuming it was an ordinary stone slab.

"My Lord." At this moment, a trembling voice reached him.

Only then did Qin Chen return to his senses from his research.

"It's fine now."

Qin Chen said to Citian Qiong and the others. Upon hearing Qin Chen's voice, Citian Qiong and the others all breathed a sigh of relief, sitting cross-legged for a long time before finally opening their eyes again.

"My Lord, what exactly is this stone slab?"

Guli Mo exhaled deeply, his gaze filled with shock as he glanced at the stone slab in Qin Chen's hand. Although the terrifying power on the slab had vanished, Guli Mo dared not look too long, for the previous sensation had been too horrifying.

If they hadn't averted their eyes immediately, they would have already been scared to death, falling on the spot.

"I also don’t know what this object is. You all pilot the starship back to the black market; I will study it further."

Qin Chen examined the stone slab carefully. With his eyesight, he could discern extremely fine structures even in a grain of sand, but no matter how he looked at this slab, he couldn’t deduce anything.

Moreover, Qin Chen actually couldn’t recognize the specific material of the slab.

Having received the legacies of the Heavenly Fire Venerable and the Ten Thousand Poisons Venerable, Qin Chen was considered top-tier in the realm of materials. It was already extremely rare for him to be unable to identify a material.

"If the naked eye can't see it, let's try with the soul. Using spiritual perception can be more precise." Qin Chen thought to himself.

Sizzle!

A thread of formless, colorless, and extremely fine soul power instantly fell upon the black stone slab, while Qin Chen's soul power also slowly seeped in.

His movements were very subtle, fearing to trigger any anomalies. At the same time, Qin Chen activated the Heavenly Soul Forbidden Technique; if any danger arose, he would retreat immediately.

"Mm?" Qin Chen's expression changed, soon revealing a look of delight.

"Haha, so that's how it is. It really is special."

A glimmer of excitement shot from Qin Chen's eyes. When he swept his spiritual perception across the black stone slab, his awareness didn't even touch it, as if the slab were air itself. His hand felt empty, but when his soul touched the black stone slab, it directly penetrated into it.

Inside this black stone slab, it was as if there was a black abyss, unfathomable.

"There is indeed something in this black stone slab, and only the soul can perceive it."

Qin Chen took a deep breath, his expression somewhat hesitant.

The previous experience had been too terrifying; Qin Chen was not very eager to let his soul enter the black world inside the stone slab. However, if he didn't go in, he would have no way of knowing what this black stone slab was.

To try or not to try?

Qin Chen hesitated for a moment but soon became resolute.

This black stone slab had been fished out by him, and despite having experienced the previous incident, Qin Chen felt that this black stone slab was not something evil.

It should be an object, and the earlier situation was merely Qin Chen accidentally being attacked by the power within the slab.

Whoosh!

Qin Chen activated the Heavenly Soul Forbidden Technique, his soul power flowing like a gentle breeze, quietly merging into the black stone slab.