With a flash of crystalline light, the unformed flame iron disintegrated into nothing.
It seemed that neither the magical artifacts he personally refined here from outside materials nor the raw materials were recognized by the Taiyuan system, so they could not be replicated directly in the Silver Hall.
If that was the case, another question arose.
Could magical artifacts made from outside materials be taken out using the Silver Talisman?
If so, would the same hold true for materials and magical artifacts replicated in this space?
As Wang Yu considered this, he reached into the air with one hand. A palm-sized silver mirror condensed amid crystalline light, and he then pointed at the phantom Silver Vial.
A swath of silver radiance sprayed out of the vial, swept across the space before him, and curled back.
The pale red flying knife and mirror in his hands vanished simultaneously, drawn into the vial.
"Taiyuan, exit the interface."
Looking at the phantom vial nearby, Wang Yu gave the command in a low voice without hesitation.
The next moment, white light blazed before his eyes, and his figure began to blur inside the Silver Hall.
With a whoosh, the phantom Silver Vial abruptly turned into a ball of silver light and shot toward him, becoming a talisman that sank into the space between his brows.
The white light before his eyes faded!
Wang Yu opened his eyes as he sat cross-legged in the secluded chamber. Without hesitation, he opened his mouth and spat out the Silver Talisman. It spun once and transformed into the phantom Silver Vial.
He formed a hand seal and swept a strand of divine thought into the vial, his expression shifting slightly.
Pop!
Silver light emerged from the mouth of the vial, and several objects appeared at once.
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