When the voice in the black fog vanished, the fog instantly gathered into the Lizi's corpse. Once the black fog entered it, hornlike tendrils slowly sprouted from its body, replacing its eyes. Its appearance was downright bizarre.
"Yowl!" A long, resentful fox cry pulled Luo Yunji out of his thoughts.
"It's only a corpse!" Luo Yunji made no move to control the Ice Bowl, yet two transparent bands of ice shot from the icy white mist that had appeared earlier. They formed indistinct whip-shadows around the Lizi. In moments, its corpse had been torn to pieces, ice shards clinging to the severed edges.
Luo Yunji controlled the bands of ice, wrenching the claw from the Lizi's back and, while he was at it, digging out its heart.
Blackheart Elder nodded slightly at the sight.
These were the two most precious things on the Lizi. The claw on its back could dispel most illusions, while its heart might, with luck, yield an Illusion Pearl. Like the crystals left behind when Yin Spirits died, it was a great aid to mental cultivation.
Luo Yunji returned to He Dazhi with the five Yin Spirits and handed him the claw, still wrapped in ice.
He Dazhi looked at Luo Yunji in confusion. "Why didn't you pick it up with your hand?" After taking it, he placed it on Tian Buyi's chest.
Luo Yunji didn't ask Blackheart Elder about the black fog. First, he was too lazy to ask; second, he didn't care.
Far away, inside a dilapidated stone house, a group of people dressed in black robes sat along both sides of the room. At the head sat a languid old man. There was nothing stern about him; he looked more like a carefree loafer.
Propping up his elbow, he rested his fist against