After resting for a moment, Lin Yuan stood up again.
At this time, the injuries on his body were just superficial wounds. After taking two pills, they were no longer a concern.
A few breaths later, Lin Yuan returned to the location where the black lotus had been released.
This place had now turned into a giant round pit, ten zhang in diameter and about five feet deep.
Lin Yuan stepped forward and walked into the deep pit.
At this moment, Xiang Feichen was nowhere to be seen.
Everything about him had been blasted into minced meat along with the release of the black lotus.
Lin Yuan walked to the center of the deep pit, bent down, and slowly picked up the yellowish-white skull at the center.
Crack.
Just as Lin Yuan pinched a corner, the skull disintegrated into countless fragments, rustling down to the ground.
"All gone, huh."
Lin Yuan mused briefly, feeling infinite emotion in his heart.
