Delayed by the deaths of those from the Ancient Moon Sect and Illusory Willow Sect, Lu Feng arrived at the place where Luo Yue had met up with Wang Chonghu and the others, only to find that Jiang Ruoyun and Jin Guan Chang Hen had already vanished without a trace.
Only Luo Yue's shriveled, curled corpse remained at the scene.
What was strange was that Luo Yue's corpse had not been abandoned on the ground. Instead, it floated one meter above the earth, as though an invisible thread had descended from the heavens and suspended it there.
The sight was indescribably chilling.
As the mountain wind swept past, his hunched, withered corpse actually drifted several zhang eastward along with the wind.
The horrifying sight sent a chill through Lu Feng's heart. At first, he remained wary, wondering whether Luo Yue was using some demonic evil art in an attempt to ambush him.
Only after mustering his courage to approach and confirming that Luo Yue no longer possessed even the faintest trace of life did he sink into thought.
He had never heard of such a manner of death.
Who got to him first?
With alarm and doubt in his heart, Lu Feng further examined the bizarre state of Luo Yue's corpse and was shocked to discover that not a single intact bone remained within it. They had all turned into powdery fragments, while his five viscera and six organs had all become transparent.
The Yin Yang Two Qi had fallen completely out of balance as well, as though some special force had broken them apart. They had transformed into wisps of smoke-like spiritual energy that slowly seeped out through his skin and pores. It was precisely this outward leakage of force, coupled with the utterly chaotic aura within his body