Xin Lin took a step back and heard something behind her.
When she turned around, she saw two Spirit Masters near the Stone Gate.
One Spirit Master had a severed arm, and that very limb was beside the mouth of the other Spirit Master, who was holding a large chunk of blood-drenched flesh in his mouth, clearly human flesh.
Then there were several Martial Artists who had their legs chopped off, with the remnants of their legs nowhere to be found.
Only broken fingers and shattered muscles were left scattered on the ground.
The thing Xin Lin stepped on was actually a severed hand.
"Damn, what is this? They're all dead, could there be some other traps in this place?"
Wu Yuan's face turned unsightly as he leapt a few steps back.
He was somewhat squeamish; killing was one thing, but such ghastly deaths turned his stomach.
Luckily he hadn't eaten much these past few days, or he might have thrown up the strange-taste snake he had for dinner last night.
