Serpent Ancestor

After examining the black incense with his divine consciousness, Yuan Ming found that it still had no spiritual power fluctuations. Just like his previous research, there should be no spiritual materials in the ingredients. Even so, there were countless types of mundane objects in the world, how could he be certain?

He carefully recalled every detail of the two previous instances when he had lit the incense and possessed a body.

Yuan Ming sat quietly, not eating or drinking, as if he had lost his mind.

One day, two days, three days.