Making amends.
Li Jun grimaced as he held a twisted and strange-shaped arm in his hands. It had been severed at both the wrist and elbow to apparently make sure that the beast couldn't be revived.
Li Jun stared down at the rest of it. 'It has a sword through the head.' He thought to himself. 'Nothing can survive that.' However, the core disciples remained cautious. They cut the corpse into segments and placed them into individual bags.
Li Jun followed their lead and placed the arm with bone-like spikes sticking out from the skin into an empty universe bag and then handed it to the young woman he had bumped into. She said nothing as she took the bags from each disciple on clean up duty and put them into a metal box. It clicked shut and she sealed it with a locking formation to make sure no one could open it.