The Vessel

Within the man’s storage bag lay an assortment of items, with spiritual stones and treasures scattered about. H

owever, what caught Xu Yi’s attention the most was a coffin tucked away in the corner.

Inside the coffin rested the corpse of a man.

This man’s appearance was grotesque, with drooping eyes and sparse eyebrows, and his skin had a sickly bluish-black hue.

Yet, the preservation of the body was impeccable, without a single blemish or injury.

The man who had died at the hands of Yue Hantan seemed unrelated to this corpse. So why would he keep this man’s remains in his storage bag?

There must be a special connection between them.

Could it be…

A chill ran down Xu Yi’s spine as a conjecture flashed through her mind.

On the Nine Provinces, there were numerous dark arts that allowed one to seize another’s physical body, provided their cultivation reached the Astral Projection stage, where the Nascent Soul could separate from the body.