Gu Jianlin, possessing the art of profiling, was always meticulous in his observations.
He could truly smell a rich scent of blood in the gusting eerie wind.
"The reason this coffin is here must be that someone deliberately moved it, then used this Yin Hall to placate and suppress it. Do you know how the custom of burial came about? In fact, putting aside tradition and customs, humans truly have no need to be so concerned about corpses. Once a person dies, the body is cremated, the ashes scattered at sea, and there's no impact. But it's different for the Ancient God Clan. Ancient Gods can be resurrected." The information from Three came again.
Gu Jianlin nodded slightly. Indeed, traces of the Candle Dragon Clan were everywhere here.
It seems the Jiang Family really had close ties with Buzhou Mountain.
The pitch-black coffin exuded a bizarre malevolence, so much so that one dared not approach it.
