"There's no breath…"
Lu Sheng drew a deep breath and took one step backward.
The man seemed to have been pushed backward by his touch, and fell flat on the tiles of the living room with a loud thud.
Lu Sheng was silent. He calmed his emotions down before slowly walking through the door.
The furniture in the house was just as he had remembered it. The only difference was his own corpse on the floor.
"…"
Lu Sheng sat down on the couch. He seemed to have grasped the key point here.
After staring at his own corpse for some time, he suddenly had a thought.
The corpse slowly melted away into the tiles and vanished.
"So, this really is the case…" Lu Sheng stood up and looked out the window.
The residential area was pitch-black. Devil Qi gathered under his feet, and he immediately leapt. He traversed a distance of a dozen meters in the blink of an eye and landed on a random balcony.
"Bang!"