After a round of searching.
Qin Daojun's gaze suddenly fixed on a crevice between shattered rocks not far away;
The rubble was stained with blood. A severed arm had been thrust diagonally into the crack, an unspeakably gruesome sight.
Qin Daojun hurried over and scanned the surroundings. On the shadowed side of another pile of rubble, he spotted more severed arms and chunks of thigh flesh...
This... they directly blasted the person to pieces...
Qin Daojun's heart trembled violently. He could imagine that the mangled corpse before him had faced that terrifying sword strike which split apart a mountain head-on. The overbearing sword force had pierced straight through the body, causing the entire person to explode.
With his current strength, he could split an ordinary Earth Soul Realm soul master in half with a full-powered strike. But the cut would certainly be sharp and smooth, like slicing open a spirit fruit;
He absolutely could not achieve something like this—blasting a person into scattered fragments with a single sword strike. It was difficult to imagine just how tyrannical and terrifying the energy contained within that sword force had to be.
Zhao Xiu'er also noticed the unusual situation on Qin Daojun's side. She cautiously approached, and upon seeing the scene around the rock crevice, her face drained of color in shock.
Only after a long while did her complexion recover, though her deeply shaken heart still pounded fiercely.
"This person seems to be..." Zhao Xiu'er's gaze locked onto the nearest section of thigh. Looking at the pattern on the trouser leg and those black cloth shoes, she cried out in alarm, "It's Che Peining! He was dressed exactly like this during the day! There can be no mistake."
Qin Daojun suddenly understood something and said tremblingly, "Could it be that old fellow