Veins bulged on Li Huowang’s solitary arm as he exerted force to push Abbess Jingxin’s corpse into the pit he had just dug out. Next, he knelt down on both knees and began filling the pit with soil to bury the Abbess’s body.0

Then, he drew some pastries on a wooden board, and placed it before her grave.0

With an ashen expression, he took out the pastries that he had brought up the mountain and arranged them as offerings before her grave.0

Abbess Jingxin had died, along with the “decay” of this world.0

From here on, anything and everything made of flesh and blood would no longer decay or disintegrate; any dead person would remain in the same state that they were in at the time of their death.0

Abbess Jingxin’s death was definitely...0