Seeing that Qin Mu was unharmed, First Ancestor let out a sigh of relief and instructed earnestly, "This knife is dangerous. It's made from the head of an Emperor's Throne strong practitioner, so it's best if you don't use it when you don't need to."
Ling Yuxiu still had not recovered from the shock and was touching her body. She only became at ease after she realized her head was still on.
At the same time, Pangong Tso was also touching his head. Only then did he let out a sigh of relief when he realized it didn't drop off.
"Ah, what a waste. I didn't take the opportunity to slay Grandmaster..."
Qin Mu returned the case to his taotie sack. He squatted down to examine the corpse of the fire crow god, and he saw that the place where the head was cut off had no blood stains. His blood had entirely vanished as though the blood were cleanly absorbed in an instant, turning him into two chunks of dried corpse!
