Under Chen Lin's gaze, the Woodcutter's body rapidly shriveled, finally turning into a heap of ashes.
The transformation filled his eyes with uncertainty, but he also breathed a sigh of relief. At least it meant the man was truly dead.
Still, he did not dare act rashly. Instead, he summoned Fat Tiger and sent him over to investigate.
Fat Tiger's undying body was useful against attacks like the Woodcutter's, which could pierce defenses with such devastating force. Even if shattered, he could reform. Unfortunately, his strength was still somewhat lacking. He could not keep up with the Woodcutter's speed, nor did he possess any particularly powerful attacks.
He had wanted to help throughout the fight, but there had been nothing he could do.
Even Chen Lin had been forced to unleash every means at his disposal.
Neither the Spirit-Transforming Grade Spirit Treasure nor his Primordial Spirit Domain had worked. In the end, the Soul-Destroying Finger had produced an unexpected effect. Otherwise, he would have had to use the Thunder God Sword. If even that had failed, he would likely have died here.
"Reporting to you, Master. Nothing unusual."
Fat Tiger stepped forward and scattered the ashes, then picked up the sole remaining object, the woodcutting saber, and examined it before reporting.
Chen Lin used the Soul-Detaining Technique again, sweeping through all the surrounding space. Only after confirming that no remnant soul remained did he approach.
He circled the area and found nothing unusual, then took the woodcutting saber.
After examining it, he could not help frowning.
To his eyes, it was merely an ordinary short saber, even somewhat worn. He could scarcely imagine it was a treasure capable of cleaving through the Thousand-Layer Armor.
After a moment's hesitation, he refrained from testing it with mana and put it away for