Bab 196: Buddhist Weapon

The man let out a mournful howl, his body dissolving into a rain of blood that sprinkled down from the sky.

The two talismanic artifacts, losing their master's control, naturally dimmed and fell from the height.

Liu Ming raised one hand and summoned the two talismanic artifacts out of thin air, only to glance at them casually. Discovering they were merely two very ordinary mid-grade talismanic artifacts, he tossed them into his Sumeru Snail.

Then, he spurred his dark clouds beneath his feet and checked over the two corpses, but only found some spirit stones and a few talismans, nothing else of value.

This was not beyond his expectations.

After all, these two were so weak, most likely the lowest level of early-stage spirit disciples. If they truly had any other valuable lifesaving items, they would not have been so easily dispatched by him in one strike.

Having pocketed the items he found, Liu Ming once again took to the air and continued to fly forward.