Returning To The Base

Lin Mu reappeared in the large hole that had been made by him and his weight. 

The flattened corpse of the Eleventh Prince Huangyu Shiyi, was still lying there with blood pooled around it now.

"I should get rid of it." Lin Mu muttered and waved his hand.

~SHUA~

A fire ball fell onto the corpse and started to burn it. The aspect of heaviness had already damaged the formations on the robes and thus they were useless. Besides, Lin Mu didn't want to take anything from the prince's corpse since there was a chance someone might recognize it.

Besides, he already had all that the prince had kept in his spatial storage. So it wasn't like he was really missing out on much. The biggest treasure of them all, the second part of the ring was obtained by him now, so nothing else mattered.

~huu~

Lin Mu watched the corpse burn quickly and made sure there were no tricks left.