The Grand Ancestor’s Precursor Relic rested in its pine carrying case upon the frozen shale. Its six-sided star-iron casing glowed with faint, eerie-glowing circuit tracings.
The relic had spent ten thousand years sealed inside the master vault of the Demon Trial Pagoda’s hundredth floor. He waited for a worker with the technical competence to unlock its test screen. In the hands of ordinary fighters, it was treated as an impossible to understand divine magic charm, capable of emitting blinding bursts of spiritual lightning. But to Lin Tao, its internal stonework was as see-through as an open blueprint diagram.
The relic was a high-power multi-channel bus transceiver.
At its center lay a ringing prism of man-made star-white-gold crystal. It was wrapped around by eighteen micro-coils of tightly packed spirit copper. When energized, the crystal swayed at frequencies ranging from five kilohertz to thirty megahertz, capable of driving high-thickness tracking data streams across thousands of concurrent nodes.
Lin Tao brought the tip of his star-white-gold metal pen within a tiny fraction of an inch of the relic’s main bus end-post.
A sharp, crackling arc of pale blue static bridged the gap between the metal pen and the end-post.
Instantly, the four-inch steel metal pen in Lin Tao’s hand began to vibrate with a high-pitched, ringing whine. The star-white-gold micro-needle at the tip shone with a brilliant corona of violet light, invisible the surrounding air and filling the defile with the sharp, clean scent of spark ozone.
