These four corpses did not put up any resistance when his hand formed from primordial energy drew near.
His primordial-energy hand seized them with ease, then pulled them over.
Only after dragging the four corpses close did Jiang Liu discover that they had all decayed beyond recognition.
That was the main reason no aura emanated from them.
Seeing the four rotten corpses, Jiang Liu's interest immediately waned. He could not even be bothered to release his Divine Sense and probe their bodies.
With just one glance, Jiang Liu already knew that they had rotted like this because they had been unable to withstand the corrosive aura here.
At this moment, within the mountain hollow, the presence of so many corpses belonging to powerful experts had gradually formed a mighty aura.
Moreover, this aura was bizarre beyond compare. An ordinary martial artist who stayed here too long would probably find it difficult to endure.
If their soul were not devoured, their consciousness would become hopelessly muddled.
This was because, although the Qi Refiners who had died here had already lost their souls,
many of the auras they had possessed in life still lingered here.
Jiang Liu did not know what principle was at work that allowed these auras to remain intact until now without dispersing.
There was also something about this mountain hollow that kept the auras clinging to the corpses from leaking out.
No matter how Jiang Liu looked at what was happening here, it seemed anything but ordinary.
Furthermore, the space inside this mountain hollow always gave Jiang Liu a stifling feeling.
It was as though something were watching him from the shadows.
Jiang Liu shook his head, driving these chaotic thoughts from his mind, then turned his attention to the other corpses.
At present, Jiang Liu knew that