"Puff~"
The headless body of the Yan Zhi burst into mist.
Lu Ran raised the Divine Power Pearl around his neck and absorbed the wisps of fog into it.
And in a place invisible to others, the soul of the Yan Zhi was also absorbed by Lu Ran into the God Demon Sculpture Garden.
What is meant by leaving no trace behind?
"Is it over?" Jiang Ruyi burst into the room, wearing a headlamp, and quickly checked the surroundings.
"She was under a red veil, and the opportunity was rare, so I went straight for it," Lu Ran, also wearing a headlamp, had not turned it on.
Suddenly, a beam of light hit his face.
Lu Ran squinted his eyes, covering his face with one hand, "What are you doing?"
Si Xianxian then turned her head, using her headlamp to illuminate elsewhere, inspecting the room's decor, "Checking if you are injured."
Li Ming walked in, "Such opportunities are not rare."
"Oh?" Lu Ran's interest was piqued, "Yan Zhi always cover themselves with a red veil?"