Wu Yuan, Shi Man, and Song Wen descended one after another, landing not far from Shi Chang.
Wu Yuan raised a hand and pointed. A stream of corpse qi shot out like an arrow, striking Shi Chang's wrist.
"Ah..."
Amid Shi Chang's pained cry, his hand was severed at the wrist.
Then, the corpse qi wrapped around the hand and carried it before Wu Yuan.
Wu Yuan removed the storage ring from the hand's middle finger.
"Dispel your Primordial Spirit imprint from the storage ring."
Shi Chang was already at the end of his tether. How could he dare utter a word of refusal? He could only obey Wu Yuan and dispel the Primordial Spirit imprint from the storage ring.
In an instant, the storage ring became an ownerless object.
Wu Yuan immediately sent his divine sense into it and examined the items within.
Shi Man looked at Wu Yuan expectantly, but after a long while, he made no move. She could not help but ask.
"Wu Yuan, did you find the Heart-Corroding Chill?"
Wu Yuan shook his head. "No. There is nothing in his storage ring related to the Heart-Corroding Chill."
"Could we really have found the wrong person?" Shi Man said, her expression somewhat grave.
Wu Yuan said, "If we want to know whether we found the wrong person, we only need to search his soul."
As he spoke, he strode toward Shi Chang and casually tucked the storage ring into his robes.
At this sight, Shi Man's lips parted slightly, but in the end, she did not say a word.
It was not that she suspected Wu Yuan had lied, that the storage ring actually contained the Heart-Corroding Chill.
Rather, Wu Yuan had claimed the storage ring for himself and shared not the slightest benefit with her,