Yang Jing gazed at the skeleton. This senior from the Nine Yang Sect must have been ambushed by a Celestial Demon while cultivating. All his flesh and blood had been stolen by the demon, leaving only a skeleton behind.
Otherwise, with his Body Refining Cultivation, his flesh and blood should have remained intact even after a thousand years.
Low-level Celestial Demons would have their souls scattered by a single touch of the Pure Yang True Gang. Even High Tier Celestial Demons found it utterly repulsive.
It was the intimidating presence of these remains that kept the Low-level Celestial Demons from ransacking the entire Cave Mansion.
Yang Jing could even guess that the one who had succeeded in the surprise attack back then was likely a Profound Yin Blood Demon, equivalent to the Nascent Soul Realm.
