Palm Hand Lu stepped forward and inspected one of them.
"These aren't part of that ritual." he muttered.
Han Yu's eyes sharpened.
Ritual?
The subordinates looked surprised.
"My lord?"
Palm Hand Lu pointed toward the corpses.
"The arrangement is wrong."
Han Yu looked again.
The bodies had simply been piled here.
No patterns.
No symbols.
No deliberate positions.
Palm Hand Lu continued.
"They were hidden too carelessly."
One subordinate nodded.
"Perhaps the culprit planned to use them later."
Another shook his head.
"Or perhaps they were already used and abandoned."
Palm Hand Lu's expression darkened.
Suddenly he smashed his hand into one of the frozen bodies.
BOOM!
The corpse shattered into icy fragments.
The cave shook.
Han Yu was slightly surprised by the strength.
Palm Hand Lu truly was powerful for a Nascent Soul cultivator.
"Dammit!" the man roared.
His voice echoed through the cave.
