The oppressive aura disappeared along with the death energy.
"Strange," Li Shan spoke with a frown. "There was nothing like this the last time I came here."
"Perhaps it was because you possessed the death energy then," Yun Lintian said while retracting his hand.
"Let's go inside," Lin Yitong declared.
Li Shan didn't hesitate to push the door open and step into the room, followed by everyone.
Inside was a dimly lit chamber shrouded in an ethereal glow. A skeletal figure lay suspended on a bed. It was, without a doubt, the Yellow Emperor Huang Yiming's remains.
"My lord," Li Shan bowed deeply, his eyes filled with sadness.
Yun Lintian and Lin Yitong carefully checked the skeleton and discovered no soul.
Disappointment washed over Yun Lintian. No soul. The figure, once the mighty Yellow Emperor, was nothing more than a hollow shell.
