Thunder rumbled through the entire night.
It was like some powerful being venting its fury in humiliation.
Wang Chen, hidden in the underground chamber, did not sleep all night and remained on guard the whole time.
Only after the outside had fallen silent did he cautiously crawl out of the tunnel.
Dawn had broken.
Inside and outside the house lay a scene of utter devastation. The four Evil Beasts had wrecked Wang Chen's little home beyond recognition.
Cleaning it up would take quite a bit of effort.
But the first thing Wang Chen dealt with was the cultivator's corpse in the courtyard.
The cultivator had already been burned into charcoal, though his human shape could barely still be made out.
Even the Storage Bags on his body had been completely destroyed.
Wang Chen found him somewhat familiar. He was probably a neighbor he had met before, but Wang Chen could not recall his name.
He added another Fire Crow Technique, burning the charred corpse into ashes.
"Dust to dust, earth to earth, let the departed soul return to the generous earth..."
As Wang Chen recited the Rebirth Incantation, a gust of wind suddenly blew over, sweeping up the ashes and sending them spiraling into the sky.
After completing the rites, he left the small courtyard and headed straight for Old Sun's home.
Old Sun's house was only a little over two hundred paces from Wang Chen's.
He was Wang Chen's closest neighbor.
Although the old man often lorded his age over others and loved taking petty advantages, Wang Chen still hoped that nothing had happened to him.
Last night, he had seen two wolf beasts running over from Old Sun's direction.
Even then, he had felt that things were more likely to go badly than well.
If Old Sun's family