Killing the Tianluo woman with a single strike lifted Chen Lin's spirits.
This proved that the Soul-Destroying Finger truly was the bane of the Tianluo Race. With his soul power greatly increased, its might had become even more astonishing. Killing the Woodcutter last time had taken several strikes, but now a single finger strike was enough.
He glanced at the woman's corpse. It, too, had turned to ashes.
Two things remained: a Red Headscarf and the Wooden Basket the woman had been carrying.
Chen Lin still used the Soul-Detaining Technique, but once again, he captured nothing.
He shook his head. That was simply the nature of the Soul-Destroying Finger. It rarely left a remnant soul after killing an enemy. After all, what it destroyed was the soul itself.
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 first picked up the Red Headscarf and Wooden Basket and examined them. They looked utterly ordinary, and he could not tell what they were used for, though their forms suggested they were tools for deploying some sort of ability.
Clearly, not all members of the Tianluo Race were fierce close-combat fighters like the Woodcutter. Some possessed divine abilities as well.
After a moment's hesitation, Chen Lin did not scatter the woman's ashes. Instead, he took out a box and collected them.
He could not possibly abandon the items she had left behind anyway, so there was no point worrying about other members of the Tianluo Race following their aura to find him. Keeping the ashes might prove useful.
Once he had finished, he took out Xiao Tiancheng's Storage Bag and that of the other cultivator.
The energy fluctuations here had not completely dissipated, so he took the opportunity to