The disappearance of the Kunlun Ruins and Blackie's matter had been completed.
Everyone prepared to continue exploring the ancient battlefield.
This was a rare opportunity after all.
However, before that, Mu Fusheng had also gone to the place where Shi Sheng and Song Ci had fought.
Be it Shi Sheng or the other senior brothers, sisters, or junior brothers, none of them had the habit of cleaning up the battlefield and removing traces after all.
The other party was a prodigy of the Supervisory Temple after all.
If the experts of the Supervisory Temple found out that it was them, it would probably be quite troublesome.
When Mu Fusheng arrived beside the stone pillar, the corpse lying on the ground had long disappeared.
All that was left was a black mark.
"Looks like they were burned to ashes by the lava?" Mu Fusheng looked at the locations where the three corpses died and bent down to examine them carefully. He frowned slightly.