"This compass?"
Lin Yuan's expression revealed a hint of surprise.
In the Two-dimensional World, any supernatural power would be diminished, leaving only the purest physical form.
But this bronze compass emitted a certain mysterious aura to Lin Yuan.
This barely detectable feeling of surpassing the suppression of the Two-dimensional World made Lin Yuan slightly more solemn.
As far as he knew, so far, no level of life or treasure had been able to withstand the dimensional suppression.
Except—
Ultimate existences.
"How do I use it?"
Lin Yuan keenly noticed the fresh blood remaining on the bronze compass.
"Is it with fresh blood?"
Lin Yuan speculated in his heart.
"I'll study it slowly when I get back."
Lin Yuan pocketed the bronze compass, checked the bodies of Yunshan's eighteen thieves several times to ensure nothing was overlooked, and then left with their vital organs.
