Chen Qing pulled his long spear free. Expressionless, he quickly searched the bodies of Feng Shuhao and Zuo Feng, taking anything of value.
Then, he hoisted Feng Shuhao's corpse and strode back to the forest clearing.
'This is a serious matter. I should discuss how to handle it with Du Lingchuan first.'
"Brother Chen is back!"
The others had heard the fierce battle nearby. Just as they breathed a sigh of relief at Chen Qing's return, they saw he was carrying a corpse.
When they got a clear look at the corpse's face, everyone's pupils constricted as they gasped in shock.
"Is that… Feng Shuhao!?"
"Feng Shuhao from Qixia Manor!? H-how did he die!?"
Shi Ziyi, Fang Rui, and the other Xuanjia Sect disciples cried out in alarm, their faces etched with disbelief.
Feng Shuhao, who had so recently been basking in glory as the first to reach the Astral Force realm and was seen as the paragon of Yunlin Prefecture's younger generation, was now a cold corpse being carried by Chen Qing?
