No one responded.
Only after a long while did a cheeky reply come from the air beside the three of them:
"Of course it's me~~~"
The three Palu Catfolk watched as light and shadow warped, swiftly revealing a young man with an utterly unlucky-looking face. Their pupils immediately filled with terror.
"Running into me means your survival won't bring you future blessings—only future disasters!"
The unlucky-looking young man let out two sinister chuckles, his eyes instantly brimming with killing intent!
"My five dear brothers, make your move!"
In an instant, five ghostly figures charged out from different directions and pounced on the three Palu Catfolk.
There would be no more soul searching, only the most brutal slaughter!
Before ten breaths had passed, all that remained on the barren sand was a pile of severed limbs and mangled flesh.
After confirming that the three Palu Catfolk were completely dead and would not revive, Xing Anlin picked out and gathered the scattered teleportation jade tokens and Fate Coins.
He then took out the [Desecration Demon Grotto] and collected all the severed limbs and flesh, sand and all.
After that, the spot where the three Palu had been immediately became a shallow pit.
To keep it from looking too conspicuous, Xing Anlin deliberately plowed over the area with Wind Blades.
From a distance, it looked as though the ground had been ravaged by a storm formed on the planet, leaving no trace of anything unusual.
"Done." Xing Anlin curled his lips into a smug smile.
Since Soul Guards could not carry items into the Soul Realm, he could only temporarily hand the things over to the Five Fortune Ghosts.
Using the special nature of ghost spirits, they could send the items back.
The only thing left was the [Soul Anchoring Stake] stuck at