More and more soldiers were conscripted, and they began clearing the stones from the massive pile of rubble with both hands and feet.
Although Temujin was seriously injured, he showed no intention of leaving. His hawk-like eyes remained fixed on the ruins.
Before long, corpses were dug out one after another. They were the expert warriors who had entered the secret chamber. Without Grandmaster cultivation, none could have survived an explosion in such an enclosed space.
Temujin remained unmoved. He needed to confirm Sky-Connecting Shaman's death. "Keep digging!"
After some time, Lichimei was dug out as well. His crystal-like jade skin had been scorched black, his body was already mangled beyond recognition, and only the vague outline of his face revealed his identity.
With an explosion in such a confined space, no matter how superb his lightness skill was, there had been nowhere to evade. Moreover, he had charged in at the very front and thus borne the greatest force of the blast. Even with his cultivation, he had died on the spot.
Temujin's eyelids twitched. "Continue!" he said grimly.
Seeing Lichimei's miserable death, Phags-pa was immediately filled with the sorrow of one who saw a rabbit die and feared for the fox. He and Lichimei had always been close, their martial arts evenly matched, and he had greatly admired Lichimei's knowledge and wisdom. Yet such a man had died just like that.
He knew that if he had not been outside hunting down Sky-Connecting Shaman's remaining followers, he might have occupied a place among those corpses as well. Lichimei had always been the Great Khan's most trusted confidant, yet after his death, the Great Khan looked upon him no differently than any other dead warrior.
He knew that what the Great Khan cared about most now was whether Sky-Connecting