The Gaze

Chen Lin's spirits lifted after he killed the Tianluo woman with a single strike.

This proved that the Soul-Destroying Finger truly was the bane of the Tianluo Race. With his Soul Power greatly increased, its might was even more astonishing. When he had killed the Woodcutter last time, it had taken several strikes. Now one was enough.

He glanced at the woman's corpse. It, too, had turned to ash.

She had left two things behind: a Red Headscarf and the Wooden Basket she had been carrying.

Chen Lin tried the Soul-Detaining Technique anyway, but again, he caught nothing.

He shook his head. That was the nature of the Soul-Destroying Finger. It was hard for a Remnant Soul to survive after it killed an enemy, since the soul was precisely what it destroyed.

It was also possible that the Soul-Detaining Technique lacked the Soul-Destroying Finger's special properties and was therefore ineffective against the Tianluo Race.

He picked up the Red Headscarf and Wooden Basket and examined them. They looked utterly ordinary, and he could not tell what they were for. Judging by their appearance, though, they were probably used to exercise some kind of ability.

Clearly, not all members of the Tianluo Race were fierce close-combat fighters like the Woodcutter. Some possessed Divine Abilities.

After a moment's hesitation, Chen Lin did not scatter the woman's ashes. Instead, he collected them in a box.

He could not abandon the items she had left behind anyway, so there was no point worrying about other Tianluo finding him by following her aura. The ashes might still prove useful.

Once that was done, he took out Xiao Tiancheng's Storage Bag and the other cultivator's.

The fluctuations from the power used here had not completely dissipated, so he took the opportunity to erase the imprints on