As Spirit Sacrifice spoke of this, his expression grew somewhat solemn, as though he had many concerns. But Wu Heng was taking a great risk as well—what he had lent them was the Chikuai Silver from an entire mine!
Spirit Sacrifice glanced at Wu Heng, and something shifted in his eyes.
After weighing things internally, he concluded that Wu Heng was not only the vice president of the Spirit Sacrifice Association, but had also just reached Hell level.
They were on the same side, and in terms of strength, Wu Heng certainly could not contend against him and Night Rain together.
He should not be able to interfere with the progress of this matter, so Spirit Sacrifice let out a sigh.
"Then you must promise me that you alone will know all information related to this item. Before we return, do not tell anyone else!" Spirit Sacrifice said.
Wu Heng's Nightmare Power captured every movement Spirit Sacrifice made. The concealment abilities of a Hell-level being were immensely powerful, but he still saw Spirit Sacrifice's gravity.
So he said, "All right. I promise I won't tell anyone. This is the Chikuai Silver from the entire mine—I'm handing it all over to you!"
He handed Spirit Sacrifice a gray orb of light, the size of a fist, formed from a dream. This gray orb was a temporary space, storing all the Chikuai Silver from the mineral vein at the Stone Dragon Slope node in Cassia City.
Spirit Sacrifice accepted it and stored it in his own space before finally saying, "What we brought back is a coffin!"
"A coffin?"
"Yes, a black coffin!"
Wu Heng revealed a puzzled expression at that. Finding a coffin in a bizarre land was not unusual. After all, bizarre entities and corpses were inherently connected to many