The valley was eerily quiet, with only the sound of footsteps filling the air.
Soon, they moved about three miles further ahead.
Up front, the powerful figures from major forces stopped again.
Ji Chen looked into the distance and noticed a figure under a massive boulder.
This was another being who had been dead for unknown years.
Yet, its body hadn't decayed, but sat there like a mummy.
The dried corpse wore a tattered gray Dao robe, resembling an ancient sage sitting in eternal meditation.
Everyone wore a grave look on their face, not daring to approach.
Because it was too eerie.
How could a person, dead for so many years, not have decayed? It was unfathomable, and a chill ran through their hearts.
"Don't mind it, keep moving forward."
An elder from the Di Race spoke at the front of the group.
"Swish!"
Suddenly, as everyone stepped forward, intending to delve deeper into the valley, the mummy beside the boulder moved.
