Across the boundless expanse of land, a straight rift suddenly opened, stretching a thousand zhang long.
Then a rain of blood fell.
Three human heads and three limp, headless corpses plummeted from high above, falling straight into the Earth Rift.
Three spears crafted from special timber fell helplessly alongside the heads and corpses, likewise dropping into the depths of the rift.
"Their Storage Bags... hmm?"
Lin Mo dispelled his Wood Wight form and looked down at the three Storage Bags in his hands, his brows furrowing slightly.
He couldn't open them!
Under normal circumstances, even a Storage Bag used by a Spirit Transformation powerhouse could be opened unless it had been specially protected with a secret sealing art.
Otherwise, even a Qi Refining cultivator who obtained one could easily open it simply by pouring spiritual energy into it.
Yet the Storage Bags Lin Mo had just taken from Mu Wang and his two companions had no such protection. No matter what he tried, he could not open them.
"Could it be... these really were just illusions?"
Lin Mo pondered for a moment, then tossed all three Storage Bags into the Earth Rift. He even kindly buried the cultivator surnamed Li whom he had killed earlier alongside them.
Finally, he raised his hand and flicked out an Explosive Fireball, consigning their corpses to the flames and burning them to ashes along with the Storage Bags. Only then did he feel completely reassured.
Having finished all this, he did not leave immediately. Instead, he released the Gu-Devouring Bee to carefully sense any Divine Soul auras nearby.
The Gu-Devouring Bee flew about for a while before returning to Lin Mo's sleeve and lazily closing its eyes.
Lin Mo's heart eased, and a faint smile appeared on his face.
The Gu-Devouring Bee had detected