Blueprints

He was very much interested in void beasts, their origins, and what secrets they may or may not hold.His graveyard wouldn't be large enough to take in their entire bodies, but who said he had to? Why not take some samples? Or better yet, take what was most core to their strength?

Dyon wasn't entirely certain what that was, but what he did know was that there had to be something, and he wanted to find out what it was.

Countless blueprints hovered before Dyon. They weren't on sheets of paper, but were rather lines of gold drawn by his soul qi. It was quite a beautiful sight to behold.

The golden lines morphed and shifted, contracting into a thin form that almost looked like a long golden needle.

Dyon pondered for a moment and the diagram changed once more, giving the slender needle sharp fins that allowed it to make even sharper turns.