Qin He pushed open the heavy stone door of the chamber. Once the Demon Corpse had burned away, nothing remained.
There was no reward, nor any Shadow Play.
But Qin He was not the least bit surprised.
This thing had arisen from the aberrations of the reversed Dao unique to the interlayer. It lay outside the laws of the Three Realms and did not follow the natural principles governing the existence of living beings within the Five Elements.
Without a core or spirit, without foundation or origin, there was naturally no merit to be found, no fortune to be reaped.
In the end, it did not qualify as a true living being.
"The bodies of five auxiliary soldiers killed in the line of duty are deeply tainted by demonic energy. Burn them as soon as possible."
Qin Zhenggang was already waiting outside, and the five bodies had been brought over as well.
"Understood, Captain Qin."
Qin He answered solemnly. He raised a hand and drew it lightly back, and the stone door slowly closed, sealing without a gap and shutting out every sound and gaze from outside.
From then on, only he and five cultivators' bodies lying in silence remained within the cramped stone chamber.
All five had been auxiliary soldiers from the same camp, fallen while resisting the demonic calamity just now. Their bodies bore varying degrees of demonic contamination, each gruesome in a different way.
The first two bodies were intact, but a layer of black ash that could not be washed away clung to their seven orifices, and their faces were deathly pale and still.
The two in the middle were missing limbs. A bone-piercing chill lingered around their severed wounds, where wisps of demonic energy refused to disperse.
The last was the most horrific. Its chest