"Divine Casting Rock?"
The new name from Ziwei's mouth stirred Zhang Xiaoman's heart.
Divine Casting Rock, just from the name alone, it seems like something quite extraordinary.
"That's right, Divine Casting Rock, an extremely hard material, able to withstand millennia without decay, even high-level Controllers cannot easily destroy it."
Ziwei had grown accustomed to Zhang Xiaoman's ignorance, so she simply explained directly.
"Divine Casting Rock is a very precious material, it can be used to forge high-order Dark Spiritual Artifacts, and it is also essential for constructing Divine altars."
While she spoke, her palm carefully brushed over the surface of the altar, but then she seemed to remember something and quickly withdrew her hand, retreating swiftly.
"What happened?"
Zhang Xiaoman was puzzled by her sudden action.
Ziwei took a deep breath, forcing herself to resist the urge to observe the altar, moving her gaze to the side and said:
