Only half of Tian Kuan's head remained; half of his body had vanished as well.
Xiao Yu died with his eyes wide open. His body lay in a heap like soft mud, as if all his bones had vanished.
Only Hu Ze's upper body remained. The rest of him was gone.
Surrounding the three corpses were several severed limbs, their owners impossible to identify.
A figure shrouded in a black robe stood among the mountain ruins, hands clasped behind his back. Embroidered on his chest was a blood-red lotus—the symbol of a Lotus Envoy of the Blood Lotus Sect.
The man on the Black Panther strode forward, cupped his hands, and said, "This subordinate pays his respects to the Lotus Envoy."
"Where is Zhang Bei?" Li Haifeng's indifferent voice rang out, carrying a bone-chilling coldness.
Zhou Yao's heart clenched. "He must have gone to hunt down Xu Yang."
