Blood dripped onto the ground, slowly spreading like plum blossoms blooming.
On the brass-colored horn, Li Yan's head hung low, his neck pierced clean through.
His two remaining teammates stared at the scene, dumbfounded, their heads buzzing.
"Old Li! Ah, Old Li... ah!" Once Liu Ji Shan reacted, he completely lost the ability to form coherent words. He pounded the ground with his right fist and began wailing at the top of his lungs.
"Stop wailing!"
Tang Feng came to his senses and grabbed the Soul-Reaping Rope.
"Old Li! Ah, you fool, why did you kill..."
"Stop wailing." Tang Feng turned toward him and snapped urgently, "Put him on a monkey and he'd outsmart its fur. He definitely had a reason for doing this. Stop screaming. Hold it in."
"Gah!"
Hearing this, Liu Ji Shan sucked in a huge breath and wiped away the snot that had just run from his nose. "You...?"
"Quiet!"
After cutting him off, Tang Feng bound Li Yan's soul with the Soul-Reaping Rope and threw it straight into the Path of Rebirth.
Yet for some reason, Li Yan's soul was unconscious at that moment. It neither struggled nor let out any "agonized ghostly screams." After being thrown into the Path of Rebirth, it drifted away and vanished.
[Congratulations to the three Tomb Sweepers of the Prince Huai Faction. You have successfully cleared the stage. To commend your courage in facing ghosts and Poisonous Creatures without fear, the Star Gate has decided to... resurrect your fallen teammate.]
A voice reached their ears. Liu Ji Shan was stunned, while Tang Feng's eyes lit up.
"L-looks like Old Li guessed right." Tang Feng pumped his fist excitedly. "Sure enough, he was the 'I.'"
Inside the Mirror Space.
When Ren Ye saw Li Yan "kill himself,"