Chixia Mountain, Thunder Fire Alchemy Hall – the bright tiles glistened with interwoven lightning and tumbling fireballs, a spectacle that elicited exclamations of amazement from many nobles.
On the other side, crying could be heard as family members recognized bodies, their faces unable to conceal their sorrow.
"This fellow doesn't look like a good person, deliberately letting the body absorb more Heavenly Light and Spiritual Material inside."
Not far away, two people murmured to each other, casting a glance at the Corpse Collector who was from Qin Ming's group. As insiders, they were well aware of the tricks of the trade.
"That's a bit too much."
"Eh, wrong, look at the body he's pulling out – it doesn't seem to be too damaged, about the same as the first batch that was dragged out."
Both observers showed surprise and immediately moved in for a closer look.
