"Step back..." Costate said in a deep voice.
Even without his reminder, everyone had already retreated a considerable distance, simultaneously closing their skin pores, appearing quite solemn.
On the remains of the Abyss Clan life form, the flesh and bones were gone, leaving only the constantly evaporating gray-white mist spiraling around before eventually dissipating completely.
No one knew what these things were, and no one dared to touch them casually.
"Dead..." the crowd murmured, uncertain and suspicious.
The incident occurred very suddenly and without any warning, which was truly strange.
Considering its painful and distorted appearance, it didn't seem like suicide.
Could it really have died?
Li Ming was equally astonished. Could it be related to the Power of Eternal Abyss he had extracted from its body?
