Or rather... passed away.
Because only the dead can no longer emit any aura.
Bang—
The gate of the Human Ancestor Temple was kicked open with a forceful kick, and the old wooden door, already shaky from recent battles, flew out, crashing to the ground and shattering into pieces.
The figure of [Yin Qiming] rushed in urgently, immediately locking his gaze on the cup filled with clear water on the altar.
He took a quick step forward, picked up the cup to observe, and became even more puzzled.
"The surface is still warm, this guy was holding the cup the moment he disappeared, how is he just gone in a blink? Is there anyone in this world who can silently take down this monster? Impossible... What exactly did he do in this temple?"
However, just as [Yin Qiming] was racking his brains over this, a modest and unadorned ancient book lay at his feet.
This might be the closest chance he would ever have to the truth in his life.
