Lin Chen's avatar took away the remains of the unnamed fallen Quasi-Saint and left.
Soon, Lin Chen could no longer sense the presence of his avatar; obviously, it had been torn into an exotic space in parts unknown.
Now, there shouldn't be anyone left who can find the body of that Senior, right?
Lin Chen walked back from the entrance into the room and began searching the room as well. Just as he passed by a row of wooden shelves, a strange voice appeared in his mind.
"On the shelf, the third oil lamp."
Lin Chen was startled; the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end.
Aside from our group, there was someone else here!
Who is it?
Lin Chen's first instinct was to relay this information to Sun Yixiao, but before he could speak, the voice echoed in his mind once more.
"If you hope my Life-bound Magical Treasure to end up in your companion's hands, then tell them."
Myself?
Life-bound Magical Treasures?
Lin Chen's eyes suddenly widened a notch, a jolt went through his mind.
