The surroundings are dark green grass, as if splattered with countless fresh blood, absorbed by the meadow.
The overwhelming sense of death and the scent of blood made Li Hao survey the area. This was an ancient battleground, littered with the remnants of giant beasts, but the bones were ashen, seeming to have weathered countless years.
Li Hao recognized that many were Ancient Demon Corpses, and given their size, several were Ancient Demons of the Immortal King Realm, considered Demon King Level, yet they too had fallen here, their bones nearing the point of weathering, unable to withstand the starry wind and sand.
"Are you afraid?"
Shi Miao gently asked, turning her head while holding Li Hao's hand.
Li Hao smiled and said, "With you here, I'm naturally not afraid."
Shi Miao also smiled, as a gentle breeze surrounded them. She held Li Hao's hand, strolling slowly through this death-laden place as if they were young lovers walking in a warm spring flower valley.
