Li Huowang's hand bulged with blue veins as he shoved Master Jingxin's corpse into the pit he had just dug.
Next, he dropped to his knees and began scooping handful after handful of earth, burying her shattered body once more.
A wooden board painted with pastries was stuck in the ground before Master Jingxin.
His face ashen as death, he lined up all the pastries he'd carried up the mountain, laying them one by one at her grave like offerings.
Master Jingxin was dead; with her, "rot" itself in this world had also died.
From now on, no flesh and blood would decay or disappear at death; whatever condition you died in would remain unchanged, persist forever.
Her death was certainly connected to this strange phenomenon—before, the nuns' divine skills always seemed entwined with "rot."
The disappearance of "rot" appeared to be the true reason behind Master Jingxin's death, and the deaths of the others with her.
