Yang Qi shook his head slowly, weary from the hundred years of research and study. Despite using more than a thousand evil characters in his attempts to unlock the secrets of the Mahātmā Jade, he had failed.

That said, none of the fiends he had used in his experiments had particularly impressive psychic power. The highest any of them got was a psychic scale of five, which was nowhere close to the level of the Shepherd.

“At least you learned something,” said the immortal-slaying clone. “First, the Mahātmā Jade cannot produce its own psychic power, but it completely unlocks the limitations of any power it absorbs. That in itself is heaven-defying. The second thing you learned is that only people with the True-Devil Unspoiled-by-Myriad-Kalpas-and-Tribulations Body can be absorbed by the Mahātmā Jade. Third, there are no specific rules or patterns, which means you have to be extremely careful when using it.

“Right now, the jade contains the psychic power of an expert with a scale of five. Whoever uses it next will definitely reach the Terrifying level. Unfortunately,...