Chapter 1743
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Ye Qingtang looked up at the towering True God's corpse. It was so huge that it was beyond her imagination.
No one could predict how intense the battle between the Gods and the Demons would be.
Little Heavenly Demon didn't know how shocked Ye Qingtang was. Taking advantage of Ye Qingtang's shock, it spat out a piece of rotting flesh from the True God's corpse into Ye Qingtang's hand, as if it wanted her to continue roasting it.
Ye Qingtang, "…"
The True God had been dead for hundreds of thousands of years and its flesh wasn't even edible. Ye Qingtang just couldn't bring herself to swallow the flesh of a True God.
This mystic realm had already been cursed by the Cursed True God. If she were to eat the flesh of another god …
Ye Qingtang felt that she would never be able to leave this place. She would definitely anger the Cursed True God's remnant consciousness. She wouldn't even know how she died.
"You can't eat this. Bear with it for a little longer. I'll show you something else to eat." Ye Qingtang coaxed Little Heavenly Demon gently. To prevent it from pouncing on the True God again, Ye Qingtang took out a large handful of dried meat and roasted it with the black flames to fool it.
Eating a True God … this idea was too exciting.
Ye Qingtang pretended to be satisfied as she watched Little Heavenly Demon stuff a mouthful of dried meat into its mouth. She didn't dare to stay any longer. She took Little Heavenly Demon and Little White Tiger on a detour.
But when Ye Qingtang walked past the True God's corpse, she was stunned by what she saw.
Behind the Real God's corpse, on the vast land, there were many huge corpses lying on the ground. Those were the corpses of countless Real Gods that had fallen. On the scorching land, they quietly fell and dispersed.
It was all like a nightmare. There was dead silence all around.
It was as if the battle between the Gods and Demons hundreds of thousands of years ago had destroyed everything here, leaving behind only a hellish silence.
Ye Qingtang looked at the huge corpses. She didn't know what these True Gods looked like in the past, but she was filled with awe at what she saw.
These once revered True Gods had died in this mystic realm because of the betrayal of the human race.
What kind of hatred was this …
Ye Qingtang had mixed feelings.
But just as Ye Qingtang fell silent, a gentle song suddenly rang out in the silent Scorched Hot Lands.
That voice was like a shallow stream that spoke of ease and tranquility.
She instinctively looked in the direction of the voice, only to see the slender figure that had appeared by the river once again appear in her line of sight.
That figure slowly walked across the scarlet land. His clothes that dragged on the ground passed through the surging magma, but they were not burned at all.
Her steps were slow and elegant. Ye Qingtang felt a sense of security just by looking at her from afar.
"Who is she?" Ye Qingtang's heart was filled with doubts as she looked at the mysterious woman. The song seemed to have a special magical power that dispelled all the wariness in Ye Qingtang's heart. It was as if listening to the song would give her the most comfortable life in the world.
There was no danger, no death. It was like a paradise had appeared in front of her.
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