Since this secret art for refining composite corpse demons had been developed by the demonic cultivator surnamed Tong, this Yin Corpse Rat had most likely been raised by the later Tong Household. Somehow, however, it had fallen into the Green-Robed Dwarf's hands, and the entire household had even been exterminated, with this second-tier Yin Corpse Rat seized.
Wang Yu took the jade slip away from his forehead, a glimmer of understanding dawning in his mind.
This secret art could produce second-tier composite corpse demons from the corpses of first-tier demon beasts. Naturally, it interested him somewhat, and he planned to study it when he had time.
But what should he do with this strange talisman?
Wang Yu put the jade slip into his Storage Bag, then glanced again at the phantom of the Silver Vial in his hand and sank into thought.
An incense stick's worth of time later, high in the sky more than ten li away, Wang Yu stared at the silver talisman still floating in his divine sense sea and fell silent.
There was something sinister about it. It seemed to have become a dog-skin plaster he could not peel off.
Although injecting spiritual power allowed it to switch freely between talisman and bottle forms, the moment his divine thought touched it, it would burrow into his divine sense sea of its own accord.
Neither its talisman form nor its Silver Vial form could be put into a Storage Bag, as though spatial power had no effect on it whatsoever.
Stranger still, whatever form it took, it could not remain outside for long. Once it had spent roughly four or five minutes outside his body, it would invariably return to his divine sense sea in talisman form.
During that time, he had even tried placing it