After the transformation of Corpse Mountain, its aura became more restrained, but anyone who laid eyes on it would feel that this entity was far from ordinary.
The Five Elements and Yin-Yang Spirit Patterns had fused within the Magical Treasure, becoming completely tranquil, to the extent that even Divine Sense could hardly detect them.
Li Mo, however, relied solely on his photographic memory to remember them.
The most ingenious aspect of this Divine Skill was that he could recall every detail of the Spirit Patterns, and even brain injuries wouldn't affect his memory.
"Huff."
Li Mo let out a long breath, causing the temperature in the Artifact Refining Room to soar above fifty degrees, while his own body temperature plummeted dramatically.
He continued pouring water over his head; the rapid swelling of his brain had already made an unpleasant brain marrow liquid flow from his nasal cavity.
If he persisted any longer, his skull might suffer damage.
