This was like scattering gold bricks all over one's doorstep—once people saw them, trouble was bound to follow. Yet it had also alerted everyone nearby.
"This problem most likely lies with its owner. Think carefully about this thing's original form and see if you can figure anything out!" Wu Heng told the two of them.
Spirit Sacrifice and the other had previously needed to use Lighthouse Space to purge the strange contamination from these memories, which was enough to show just how dangerous they were.
But now that things had come to this, this might be the only way to solve the problem.
The two quickly made up their minds and began recalling the memories they had sealed deep within their hearts—memories that had already been filtered once for strange contamination after entering the Lighthouse.
Scenes from their memories flashed past.
Shattered graves, the Black Coffin, crawling, a gigantic shadow, and Bleakscape being torn apart—all of it came together as the two continued to dig through their memories.
Wu Heng gradually noticed an aura emerging from their bodies that did not belong to them. Their power was completely undefended before it, allowing the aura to seep into them with ease.
And the source of that aura was the Black Coffin!
As the aura invaded, a faint shadow-like blackness slowly appeared over their bodies, beginning at their fingertips and feet before spreading inward.
That blackness was filled with an ominous aura.
Seeing this, Wu Heng sent Nightmare Power formed from the dual traits of fear and gestation toward the Black Coffin, trying to isolate the black aura.
"This level of power...!"
He discovered that the black aura had not been completely blocked by Nightmare Power. Its intensity was almost equal to the beam of heavenly light released by that angel back