After using a graded Purification Talisman to wash away every trace of his aura, Wang Yu encountered no more wolf packs actively hunting him during the rest of his journey. Any lone demon wolves he happened across immediately kept their distance.
Yet as he leaped from tree to tree, he fiddled with a grayish-white mask covered in eerie black patterns, trying to inject a little Dharma Power into it.
The originally rigid mask softened after receiving his Dharma Power, becoming as impossibly thin as skin.
Stranger still, the black patterns on the mask began to wander, constantly transforming into all manner of human faces-old and young, male and female. Every face was indistinct, however, and would flicker into someone else's features.
Before Wang Yu could consider what this thing might be, the mask in his hand vanished with a pop, dissolving into a wisp of grayish-white mist.
The next moment, something suddenly appeared on his face, thin and damp, like a faint layer of watery mist.
Startled, Wang Yu hastily stopped atop a tree and reached up to tug at his face. Instead, he pulled his own cheek, baring his teeth in a grimace because he had used too much force.
Yet that strange sensation on his face remained.
Without thinking, Wang Yu reached into his robes with one hand and produced a silver bronze mirror. It was the parent mirror of the Parent-Child Floating Mirror.
He held the mirror up to his face.
Although its silvery-white surface was somewhat rough, it still faintly reflected the face of a rather ugly man.
Wang Yu shuddered and hurriedly opened his mouth, breathing a ball of pure spiritual energy into the mirror.
The slightly hazy silver surface became perfectly smooth, and the reflected face grew exceptionally clear.
Bulging eyes and an enormous