The scene is slightly gory.
Master Wang furrowed his brows and used mana to penetrate the corpse, pulling out the main body of Galino from within.
This thing was very much like a headless fluttering moth, with a thick, nearly solidified conjunctiva on its head.
Its chest was broken open, remnants of the destructive spiritual energy of that powerful spirit cultivator remaining inside.
It was this spiritual energy that destroyed its soul.
"There is indeed still a trace of consciousness," Amina said softly with her hands behind her back, "This is somewhat strange. Logically, it should be completely dead, its crystal core and soul both destroyed."
"It's the residual soul of this human skin."
Wang Jixuan had already provided the answer.
He touched his sword finger to the forehead of Galino's corpse, slowly retracting it.
