Black Wind blew past, from Lan Jun's corpse, emerged a thin cluster, floating in the air, resembling fog.
Xiao Mu scrutinized it closely and then realized, within the fog, a trace of authority was faintly seeping through.
Could this be the Solidified Authority?
A thought struck Xiao Mu, and a look of joy appeared on his face.
This fog was too similar to Solidified Authority, it was very likely the real thing.
Unable to resist, he stretched out a finger and probed into the fog, only to feel a repelling force emanating from within, pushing his finger out, not allowing it to get close.
Indeed, this was Solidified Authority.
The joy on Xiao Mu's face intensified; surely, this fog was indeed Solidified Authority.
However, there was not much of this authority, less than he had imagined.
Xiao Mu understood in his heart.
This Lan Jun, being a natural Divine Spirit, had inherently weak authority, and naturally, the resultant Solidified Authority after death was sparse.
