Qin He suppressed the joy in his heart, his figure hovering steadily in the void.
He did not rush to burn the corpse. This Corpse Purification process had to be completed, or the corpse could not be burned.
Qin He could already sense the faint fluctuations of restrictions on the corpse's surface. They seemed several degrees stronger than those of the Ancient Ape.
This scale-armored ancient corpse was intact from head to toe, save for the penetrating wound across its chest and abdomen.
All around lay ruins left behind by the great war of the Ancient Era. Qin He sent out several avatars to scatter in every direction and investigate.
The depths of the Endless Ruins were littered with wreckage, yet there were no miscellaneous mortal objects. Everything was sinew and bone, armor fragments, and broken weapons left behind by Immortal Court generals and foreign cultivators of that era.
Before long, an avatar found a fragment of ancient black armor, dense and solid in texture.
The armor fragment bore archaic patterns and heavy texture, carrying an ancient aura from the same source. Its feel and age perfectly matched the scale armor covering the ancient corpse, and it was just right to fill the hollow, penetrating wound in its chest and abdomen.
Qin He reined in every sharp edge of his spiritual power and cast aside all spells and brute force.
Using the gentlest resonance of his soul to hold up the ancient armor fragment, he moved his fingertips slightly. Drawing upon his many years of practiced Corpse Purification methods, he carefully aligned the textures along the edges of the wound.
There was no surging spiritual radiance, no unusual sound.
Bit by bit, the fragment adhered and fitted into place. Following the corpse's sinews and bones, it seamlessly mended that wound