Heavenly Concealment

Unfortunately, he had already taken these two spiritual treasures for himself. There was no way he could give them up.

Whether it was the Heavenly Illusion Pavilion or the Swift Light Sword, both were spiritual treasures of astonishing power.

The former's illusions were impossible to guard against, while the latter's speed was equally impossible to defend against. Both were instruments of slaughter.

Of course, this pearl was also mysterious, but he did not know what powers it possessed.

What was more, he only knew how to claim spiritual treasures now; he did not know how to relinquish them.

Just then, as several thoughts turned through his mind, inspiration flashed once more.

If this spiritual treasure could be transferred to his main body, that would be ideal.

The moment the thought arose, he found it absurd, unable to understand why he would think such a thing.

It was truly inconceivable.

His main body was in the Lesser Beyond the Heavens, separated by an entire world.

Moreover, he had already discovered the wonders of Tongling Pavilion—it cut one off from the outside world.

It severed the connection between him and his avatar.

He had lost contact with Li Miaotan.

However, the Flying Dagger possessed intelligence and was enough to handle Li Miaotan's questions.

Once he left Tongling Pavilion and reconnected with the Flying Dagger, he would instantly obtain all its memories.

These two factors made it almost impossible to exchange spiritual treasures with his main body.

Yet he also felt that this thought could not have appeared for no reason.

It was a suggestion from his subconscious—or perhaps from the Wondrous Spirit Pearl.

Since that was the case, there must be a way.

Thinking this, he focused his mind and sensed toward his main body, calling out to it with all his