With that thought, Yang An cautiously went downstairs. He approached the ashes and poked at them with his Spinal True Feather.
Sure enough, when he pushed aside the blackened ashes, something was revealed within.
It was… a piece of skin?
'What is this?' Yang An poked it again with the sharp shaft of his Spinal True Feather to make sure it was inanimate before flicking the strange object to his feet.
'I wonder if my Purification Ability even works inside this Illusion Realm…'
Shrinking the flame on his palm a little more, he reached out and gave it a light, tentative poke with his finger, then quickly pulled his hand back.
In that same instant, an information box flashed before his eyes.
'It works!'
Yang An was pleasantly surprised. Only then did he confidently place his finger on the object.
