"We've collected enough data. We can end this."
"Then I'll go take care of the traces."
"Be careful."
"Don't worry."
One of them responded, took a step forward, and suddenly dissolved without a sound. He turned into a mass of gray liquid that shot toward the few people still fighting inside the temple.
As it drew near, the liquid rapidly dispersed into countless sand-like gray insects, swarming toward the Black Feathered Tiger and the three Inner Power Realm Martial Artists.
A few terrified screams rang out.
Then all was quiet.
The gray insects flew back to their original spot and re-formed into a tall, human figure. It bowed slightly to the other person.
"All cleaned up. The new product has a nice flavor."
"Good. Let's go."
The other person glanced nonchalantly toward a certain direction in the distance, then turned. His body abruptly disintegrated into countless black sand particles, which vanished as they hit the ground.
