It was Jiao Xiuyuan's corpse.

After three months, it had gradually begun to reveal something unusual.

Unlike normal flesh and blood, it resembled withered wood, taking on a yellowish hue.

Li Fan nudged it with his foot. The sound was identical to kicking a tree log.

Just then, a voice came from behind Li Fan.

"That's just a puppet, not his true body. It's one of Jiao Xiuyuan's usual methods. There's no need to be surprised, Fellow Daoist."

Li Fan turned. The speaker was also a Qi Refinement cultivator.

He immediately cupped his hands in salute. "Thank you for the guidance, Fellow Daoist. Are you also a member of the Myriad Immortals Alliance?"

The man nodded. "Indeed. I am Chen An. I've been with the Alliance...