The threads of blood rose straight upward, climbing roughly forty feet into the air.
An illusory blue-green stone stele suddenly appeared against the sky. It was none other than the Saintly Dao Stele.
The threads of blood converged on the Saintly Dao Stele, which absorbed them all.
At the same time, Zhou Biliang's body rapidly shriveled at a rate visible to the naked eye.
In less than ten breaths, not a single drop of blood remained in him. He became a dried corpse and crashed heavily to the ground.
With a bang, he and his clothes shattered into a heap of ashes.
Chen Shi'an stared, dumbfounded.
He had sent Zhou Biliang into the graveyard space because he had not intended to kill him, yet he had never expected that it would leave him without even an intact corpse.
What a sin!
Chen Shi'an quickly looked up and saw the illusory Saintly Dao Stele floating in midair rapidly fading.
At the same time, it released thousands upon thousands of faint, blood-colored rays, which swiftly descended toward the graveyard below before entering the weathered headstones in front of the graves and disappearing.
Once those rays vanished, the illusory Saintly Dao Stele in midair disappeared as well.
What was going on?
Chen Shi'an swept his consciousness through the graveyard space. Finding nothing unusual, he withdrew from it.
Within his mind, the Saintly Dao Stele still floated in midair.
It emitted a faint blue-green glow and remained motionless, seemingly unchanged.
Yet Chen Shi'an could feel that after Zhou Biliang had been drained to ashes, his connection to the Eerie Graveyard had clearly grown closer.
Previously, before extending his consciousness into the Eerie Graveyard, he had first needed to sense its location.
Now, he could enter it instantly with a thought.
Inanimate objects could be