Lin Lee glanced at the bowing Zing; he turned around and said, Picking a dark metal statue lying on the table, it was exuding a true immortal-class vibe.
'It's quite heavy,' Lin Lee thought as his hand sank a little, but he didn't care; his physique has already reached an unimaginable level.
Lin Lee adjusted his arm position and then turned around and said, looking at Zing, "Stand up and tell me about this metal and something similar or upper rank material than this, if there are any available in this abyss realm."
Zing raised his head and nodded and stood up, looking at the dark metal statue in Lin Lee's hand.
A surprise flashed through Zing pupils, then he said respectfully, "Lord, this metal isn't available in this abyss realm; it is soul metal of black grade, which can be condensed and produced by our dark soul clan only."
