The air was filled with a thick, bloody smell, a scent so intense that it rivaled that within the Heavenly Sin Tomb.
At this moment, Ethan Smith stood at the edge where the ship had landed, and he glanced slightly at the bottom of the cliff.
His vision couldn't discern how deep it was, and from the depths came an unknown, muffled roar.
The echoes within the Abyss of Ten Thousand statures seemed particularly terrifying, and Ethan was observing it.
A group of laborers, bare-chested, carried a huge burlap sack, their expressions numb, as they walked to the edge.
They then untied the sack, revealing the corpses inside.
One by one, they dragged the bodies from the sack and threw them into the Abyss of Ten Thousand statures.
Instantly, piercing screams echoed from the abyss, swiftly merging into one.
The previously silent abyss suddenly filled with a sound that made one's teeth ache.
