He couldn't help but direct his gaze toward Jiang Wudao's corpse.
Perhaps due to long-standing habits, when he was collecting the storage bag and other items earlier, he naturally searched this corpse as well.
Undoubtedly, he hadn't gained any rewards.
However, at that moment, a hint of doubt suddenly surfaced in his heart.
"What exactly is this Golden Book?"
Bai Ziyue turned his hand, and the Golden Book, formed by the fusion of Twelve Golden Papers, immediately appeared in his hand.
Previously, he had tested it—the hardness of this Golden Book was extraordinary. Moreover, whether it was Inner Strength or Spiritual Power, even his Spiritual Power poured into this Golden Book, none could cause the slightest change.
Thus, he had long suspected that these Golden Papers were actually just ordinary objects. Despite their remarkable hardness, they were neither weapons nor Dharma Artifacts...
Even though this Golden Book was indeed somewhat mysterious.
