Weisheng dragged his body to stand. Suddenly, he felt dizzy and hot. His body felt like it was on fire. As he breathed heavily, he walked toward Fan Chen's dead body which had burnt to a crisp. It could no longer be staged as a suicide, and the blame would fall on an entity capable of burning the sect leader of the Yongrui Sect. The only one people would think of would be the Supreme Demon Lord, and it was too early for Weisheng to reveal his identity.
He thought about multiple scenarios, picking the safest one in the end. He brought a long white cloth from the sect building, stealing it from a bed in a random room. Everyone in the sect was fast asleep because of a spell he had cast. He had enough time to take Fan Chen's body and bury it for good. At most, people would take it as he simply disappeared.
