On the branches, several crows cawed noisily.
The sound was like that of an evil ghost, very piercing.
This is a graveyard.
Looking at the scene ahead, Lin Xuan furrowed his brows because he saw small mounds of earth, some with steles, others without anything.
However, there were no words written on those steles.
So, Lin Xuan and Zhao Xue had no idea whose graves these were.
But judging from the surrounding aura, the people buried here were likely not ordinary.
Since they were already here, of course, they had to take a look.
So, taking a deep breath, Lin Xuan and Zhao Xue cautiously moved forward.
The two extended their Soul Power, carefully observing all around, ready to take action at the slightest sign of danger.
Crunch! Crunch!
Beneath Lin Xuan's feet, the countless white bones buried in the earth-yellow ground turned to powder upon being stepped on.
That crunching sound was very clear, echoing in all directions.
