A youthful figure hurried to the person lying before him and brushed aside the strands of hair obscuring the face, revealing a handsome visage. However, upon closer examination, the youth discovered the person had ceased to breathe, and not a hint of spiritual light emanated from the body.
The youth's eyes shifted, meticulously searching the person's body. After more than a dozen breaths, he expressed his dismay, "It's really bad luck, this fellow doesn't have a single magic artifact on him."
"Brother Li, is he… is he dead?" a disciple from the Jiuhua Immortal Sect ventured to ask.
The youth sneered disdainfully, "In the vast Haoxuan Mountain spanning a million li, what's so strange about a dead person? Looking at the injuries all over his body, he was clearly attacked by a demon beast and ultimately expired here from his wounds."
"Let's hurry back to the sect before the elders start worrying about us."
