The Purple Sand Mink, without any command, rushed straight up and shattered the man's skull, then picked out his storage bag,
hurried back vivaciously and presented it to Chen Yi.
"Mmm, this little thing is quite handy, now that it's there, there's one less thing to worry about, no need to worry if the enemy's dead bodies have traps that might hurt me."
Chen Yi silently took the storage bag, expressing satisfaction with the Purple Sand Mink's performance.
After the gray-robed man's spiritual power was completely extinguished, a burst of white fire suddenly gushed out from his Dantian, then that flame quickly burned his entire body.
In just a few breaths, the gray-robed man had turned into a pile of white ashes, disappearing with the wind.
"Did he leave a trap in his Dantian?"
Chen Yi thought, luckily he hadn't inspected the situation himself,