Lu Cang gave the command to Mu.
Mu was already in a daze.
Hearing Lu Cang's command, Mu only snapped out of it after a long moment, hastily replying, "As you command!"
'To casually extract a soul...'
'Such supreme power that defies the very Rules... If this wasn't the White Incarnation, what was?'
Everything Lu Cang said and did—all signs pointed to it.
He was the White Incarnation.
It was impossible to fake.
Anyone else who wanted to fake it would have to first consider whether they even possessed such power.
Mu hastily removed the Seal.
Without the Evil Spirit, the dagger, as expected, no longer tried to stab people uncontrollably.
A black handkerchief appeared in Lu Cang's hand.
He gripped the Dagger through the handkerchief.
'It's a shame...'
'It's already a fully-formed Weapon, not a material.'
'Otherwise, I could have added it to my Spiritual Star Ring Staff.'
'Now that I have this dagger, I'll have to fight using a different weapon, which is a bit of a hassle.'
