Tavern...
Wu Heng frowned and thought for a moment.
Is there no need for the Wenshi on the island now?
Imilo looked at him somewhat puzzled.
Wu Heng said seriously, "Steward, I need a separate room."
"What method, so secretive?"
Still, Imilo said something, and the two of them, along with the Investigator, headed towards an empty room along the corridor.
They selected a vacant room.
Wu Heng took out gold powder and blood, gradually forming a closed Array on the ground.
With the last stroke complete, the Array emitted a faint Necromantic Power.
Wu Heng took out the Demon Soul Pot and placed it in the middle of the Array, opening the stopper.
Then, a ghostly blue Ghost flew out of the Demon Soul Pot.
It gradually took on the rugged appearance of Occam.
Occam glanced around and tried to invisibly slip away to one side.
However, the Array was like a barrier, trapping him in the middle, the pervasive Necromantic Power constantly eroding his translucent Soul.
