All disciples of the Wonderous Palace, seeing Si Nanyan in this state, immediately trembled in fear.
It was as though they faced a raging beast about to choose and devour its prey.
Si Nanyan took a deep breath, bent over to pick up Qiu Yinger's severed head, and then froze. Not even a remnant soul left...
With her keen sight, she naturally saw that someone had completely stripped away Qiu Yinger's remnant soul after her death.
There weren't many capable of such a feat.
"Did... you... see the murderer?"
Si Nanyan forced herself to remain calm and spoke slowly, word by word.
"No... we did not..."
Everyone bowed their heads, not daring to breathe too loudly.
"The Mirror of Retrospection!"
Si Nanyan flipped her right hand, and a simple bronze mirror appeared in her palm.
The bronze mirror floated in midair.
Her hands quickly formed a series of seals, and a faint light flowed above her palms.
