"It really was a body without a soul. This body was so tough that even with its soul destroyed, it had not decayed. That alone was enough to show how powerful it had been."
He grabbed the cultivator and pulled him before him. After carefully examining him, Qin Fengming's expression grew even more solemn.
With a flip of his hand, several storage rings and a Spirit Beast Bracelet appeared in his grasp.
After scanning them, Qin Fengming was rendered speechless. Aside from a considerable number of spirit stones, the storage rings contained not a single magic treasure—not even one piece of refining material.
One of the storage rings was completely empty save for a black-and-red jade slip.
As for the Spirit Beast Bracelet, although it looked extremely exquisite, it was empty inside. Not a single spirit beast remained.
With his mind serving two purposes at once, Qin Fengming held the ancient jade slip in his hand and sank his divine sense into it. His expression grew increasingly gloomy.
The cultivator who had died sitting here had been one of the Supreme Ancestors of the Immortal Qi Sect.
The jade slip he had left behind had been prepared specially before his death, specifically for later cultivators of the Immortal Qi Sect.
It said, in essence, that he had remained in this void for more than thirteen hundred years, yet had still been unable to find a path out of this region of space. He had tried every method, but no miracle had occurred. In the end, after self-detonating all his magic treasures and every item capable of being detonated, he had ultimately been forced to die here.
After reading the jade slip in his hand, Qin Fengming's expression darkened. The calm composure he had possessed before was gone, his brows tightly