“What?” The others jumped in fright and looked at where the Yayu’s head had once been. Sure enough, they saw nothing there.

“Did the head flee back into the Weak Water on its own?” Zu An wondered, stunned. This was the first time he had ever seen such a thing happening with a severed head. It was way too weird.

“No,” Yu Yanluo said, shaking her head. Her complexion was a bit pale as she continued, hesitantly looking for a suitable word, “The head didn’t return to the Weak Water. Instead, it seemed to have just… melted away.”

“Melted?” The others replied, shocked. They really couldn't understand what jad happened.

“Could it be that the Yayu was created from the Weak Water? So when it died, it just melted away?” Yu Yanluo wondered.

Yan Xuehen said with a frown, “Could it be that the Yayu did not die at all?”

“I don’t think that’s too likely. Even its head was...