At the end of the deep pool, nestled against an ancient peak of black, the water rushed down to form a breathtaking natural waterfall.
In the wildly cascading waters of the waterfall, making a clamorous sound, were not the echoes of spring water clashing against rocks, but countless white bone skulls tumbling in the splashing waterfall and sinking into the depths of the deep pool.
This scene was indeed horrifying and spectacular. No one knew how long those white bone skulls had been dead; the cheerless cheekbones, the black hollows of the eye sockets, and the pale crania had lost all signs of life, yet they still somehow emitted a strange sense of soul aura.
That tinge of soul aura was incredibly faint, yet each one of the human skulls here possessed it.
When these traces and threads accumulated, they formed an extremely terrifying and powerful soul aura atmosphere, with resentment reaching the heavens!
