He Lingchuan pulled the object out and found, to his surprise, that it was a copper tube inlaid with gemstones. At the top of the tube, a squat, strange beast had been carved.

Inside the tube, a faint red mist drifted and swirled.

A Dragon Punishment Pillar.

Hoh, and it's even the Red General’s version.

He had once seen the Red General take out a sample with his own eyes and hand it to Zhong Shengguang and Shao Jian for examination.

This Dragon Punishment Pillar’s materials were clearly of a higher grade than the crude thing he had cobbled together with juluo tree branches and glass.

Of course, its capacity might also be different.

His rough, makeshift version had held far less than the official one. He had already handed that one over to the god Shinan.

But where had this one in front of him come from?

He Lingchuan patted the captive’s face. “Stop groaning. Where did you...