At this point, the corpse left by Constable Chen had turned into a clump on the ground, from bones to flesh all turned into a steaming, rapidly drying mass of dark red meat paste.
This was the outcome for those who "recklessly drew spirit into the body without cultivating their Essence Qi to its peak"—completely pulverized by the forces of heaven and earth.
An Jing possessed the Heavenly Mandate that allowed him to skip steps, but those who did so recklessly would certainly not meet a good end.
"He was just a minor character, probably didn't really know the situation," someone said.
An Jing brought a dustpan and broom, cleaned up the dried-up meat paste, then took it to the riverbank, grinding all the remaining traces away, even the hard bones were crumbled into dust and scattered into the river.
Friends who often dealt with corpses knew that with such treatment, nobody could recognize the body.
