The reason why the fragments of the clay board do not react is that his method is not right. Maybe he should not treat the clay board of the most precious level in the way of using ordinary treasures or objects.


    However, although he thought so, he didn''t think of the key things for a while and a half. He has never been in touch with things of Zhibao level, and he has never seen the introduction and use of Zhibao level in relevant books. Perhaps these knowledge and content are the existence and secret that he can not understand and is not qualified to understand at this stage.


    But he had a treasure in his hand, even if it was broken, but he had no choice but to understand it, let alone what the power contained in it was. There is no treasure mountain, but there is no ability to develop it. Since the ordinary method doesn''t work, how about this method?


    With the birth of the universe, a trace of power stolen by the opportunity is still the most mysterious destiny power among the powers! Even if, like death, eternity, infinity and annihilation, he does not have so many powers that he has all kinds of extremely incredible abilities. However, by virtue of that trace of destiny power, as long as it is not too strong. It is also easy for him to modify their fate and change their future, especially after the power is turned into an artifact. The vein engraved on it represents the multiverse, numerous galaxies, countless planets and countless beings.


    However, he never used their power as wantonly as the creator God did. But now, Jiangning will try to use his power to "activate" the debris.


    Although the artifact of fate is not on him, the power he obtained still exists. With the summoned power from the rules of fate, Jiangning injects it into the debris of the clay board. The fragments of the mud board began to react, and tiny light appeared on the fragments of the mud board. It quietly stayed in the palm of Jiangning, blooming with extremely tiny light.


    "It works!"


    Jiangning was very happy in his heart. At the same time, his vision was staring at the debris, for fear of missing any small change that might occur. Under Jiangning''s observation, he clearly saw a tiny but brand-new pattern on the debris of the mud board. This pattern appears slowly, according to the irregular trend of wanton walking, just like a child''s graffiti, without any significance.


    But what he was holding was not ordinary paper, but fragments of the treasure. Any slight change represents vital information and significance.


    As he continued to inject the power of rules into the debris of the mud board, the tiny light also slowly increased, and finally the debris of the mud board slowly floated from his palm. The light that kept blooming, though tiny, gave him the feeling that it had already shone on the whole universe at this moment.


    Jiangning''s eyes looked directly at the debris of the mud board.


    "Please give me a clue to solve all this!" He did not know why he spoke, but the feeling was so strange that at that moment he seemed to become a spectator, looking at his mouth and saying that sentence. But he did not have the slightest reaction, as if the body derived another personality, but it is not, but a specious and wonderful feeling.


    But what''s more amazing is that the fragments of the mudboard actually responded to him. It floats in the palm of Jiangning''s hand, and the continuous blooming light instantly reflects into his heart. In a trance, Jiangning saw a picture, a strange picture, a strange space. His heart''s eyes, shining with the light of the clay board, seemed to wipe away a layer of dust, reflecting the answers he most wanted to know and the final plan or clue that could help him solve all these difficulties!


    When the tip given by the debris of the mud board was over, it returned to the ordinary appearance again and fell into the palm of Jiangning''s hand. Like the most common loess, kneaded together.


    But Jiangning''s consciousness is still immersed in his own mind. He is now viewing a more peculiar space in the multiverse with an unprecedented visual experience. If the universe is regarded as a mirror, the place he is looking at now is the back of the mirror, an unknown place that is difficult for ordinary people to set foot in.


    In the underworld, it is said that after death, the soul really returns. There are similar legends in different stages, different periods and different civilizations. However, the return of the soul after death is not the real underworld, but only a small part of it. But the wider, darker places still belong to the unknown.


    It''s dark and vast. There are all kinds of dangers. No one knows what it really looks like.


    "In the underworld, the deepest part of darkness, is there any clue or key I want?" Jiangning looked at the mudboard in his hand. Through the brilliance of the mudboard fragments just now, he reflected the special visual sense presented by his heart and the special space he saw. It was the underworld, not the place he had been to, but a taboo word, a place where the gods did not dare to set foot easily. It''s the darkest place in the underworld, where all kinds of dangers can change people''s minds and make them afraid.


    "But am I qualified enough to set foot in the dark zone of the underworld?" After all, even the gods were afraid to set foot in the dark area of the underworld. Even the gods of the underworld dare not. Although they live in the underworld, they live only in a small part of the underworld. With the protection of the underworld gods and the rules of the world, a safe space is derived. In fact, the real broadest and darkest zone has never been controlled!


    It''s a place that is infinitely wide and dark. The deeper it goes, the more dangerous it will become. At most, the underworld gods are just wandering around the edge, and dare not go deep into the dark place of the underworld. From this, we can see how terrible the danger is. Even the gods are afraid of it.


    Jiangning did not dare to continue to think about it, because the more he thought about it, the more he would be afraid. If he continues to think about it, I''m afraid that he will not be able to give birth to a thought of the underworld in his whole life.


    "Now that the debris of the mud board has given me this hint, I''d like to rush into anything!" After biting his teeth, he tore the space in front of him. Then he clenched the mud fragments in his hand, and his body was like water. He quietly went through the cracks and came to a real dark and unknown space.