"These are human bones." Wen Qingye's eyes narrowed the moment he saw them. 'It seems a master at the Peak of Life and Death Realm is buried here, at the very least.'
Wen Qingye took a deep breath and continued to pick away at the surrounding soil with his sword.
More bones continued to appear, slowly revealing the lower half of a body—the left thigh and waist. Judging by the frame, it seemed to be the skeleton of a man.
'The bones are as white and smooth as jade. If it wasn't poison, could he have simply died of old age?'
The stark white bones gradually emerged, appearing before Wen Qingye. They still emanated an aura of death that spread into the surroundings. Years of burial had not reduced the skeleton to dust; on the contrary, the bones had become even whiter and brighter.
Suddenly, Wen Qingye noticed a ring on one of the skeleton's finger bones.
