Zhan Feng's voice came from behind him.
"Word has come from the alliance: three more corpses have been found in strange circumstances. After burial, the coffins weighed the same as before, but the bodies inside had vanished."
Jiang Shu turned around, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.
"Just as I thought."
Zhan Feng lowered his voice. "What's stranger is that the elders on watch all say they noticed nothing unusual, as if the corpses decided to leave on their own."
Leave on their own?
"Have their corpses become members of the Netherworld Race?"
Dead was dead. Unless they were living beings who had become part of the Netherworld Race, how could they move around?
But creating living beings took at least a thousand years. How much time had passed so far?
Looking somewhat vexed, Zhan Feng sat down in a chair in the hall. "If they really became members of the Netherworld Race, that would be one thing."
"The key is that their bodies vanished without a trace."
"When you first told me there was something wrong with the corpses, I had the alliance's experts guard them day and night. Yet even so, one of the three deceased Peerless Geniuses from the alliance has gone missing. There's no need to mention the other forces."
The burial grounds of every powerful force were extremely important places. According to Zhan Feng, the War Alliance's tomb-guarding elder was a mighty figure whose cultivation had nearly reached the Oblivion Realm. Even so, one corpse had still gone missing.
The experts of that lineage were furious and insisted on finding the culprit behind it all.
If even the War Alliance had suffered such a loss, there was no need to mention the other forces, which had few defenses in place.
"Was there anything about