Reaching the outskirts of the tomb, an overwhelming stench of blood filled the air.
Countless severed limbs were scattered all around, along with intestines and entrails, making it a nauseating sight.
Song Qingyi frowned slightly and lifted her head, trying her best not to look at the gore on the ground.
Lu Hong was also serious, these corpses must have been left by the prodigies who arrived here, indicating a fierce battle had erupted at the tomb's outskirts.
The outskirts of the tomb were eerily silent, and Lu Hong led Song Qingyan through the grand entrance of the tomb.
They ventured deeper into the tomb.
The enormous tomb corridor stretched hundreds of meters, each corridor filled with a strong scent of blood.
"How many people have died here?!" Lu Hong couldn't help but exclaim.
