Chapter 1768
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The densely packed skeletons belonged to many different living beings. They were stacked together and the bones were covered in a layer of greenish grey. The wind was blowing through the gaps between the bones.
Before Ye Qingtang could even get close, she could feel a strong aura of death blowing towards her from behind the bone wall.
She couldn't describe the feeling of that wind. It wasn't the bone-chilling cold of the Arctic Ice Fields, but it was slightly cold. But it felt as though the coldness had seeped through her clothes and spread to every part of her body.
"This is … the Cemetery of the True Gods?" Ye Qingtang lifted her head to look at the ten-meter-tall bone wall. It stretched endlessly in front of her, blocking the path ahead.
"Did you see this in your vision?" Little White Tiger looked at the bone wall in front of him. The aura of death that spread through the bone wall was completely different from the aura of death on the Undead Clan.
It was clearly silent, but in that silence, there seemed to be countless souls howling and wailing.
It was a sound that could be heard by the ears, but it felt as though it could penetrate one's soul.
Ye Qingtang shook her head.
In her vision, she had only seen the Cursed True God fall here. After that, the Cursed True God's divine consciousness had left this place. She had no idea what had happened to the Cemetery of the True Gods after that.
"That … the Cursed True God's remains are behind this bone wall?" Little White Tiger asked.
Ye Qingtang wasn't sure either. She walked to the edge of the bone wall. The wind that seeped through the cracks in the bone wall lifted her hair. It was so cold that it felt like icy rain was falling on her face.
It was indescribably strange.
Even though everything in front of her was filled with the aura of death, Ye Qingtang wouldn't retreat.
According to her memory of the vision, the Cursed True God had fallen not far behind the bone wall.
Only by destroying the Cursed True God's remains could she leave this place.
She leaped up and flew towards the bone wall, and the little white tiger followed closely behind.
In mid-air, Ye Qingtang's eyes widened when she saw what was behind the bone wall.
She saw that the ground surrounded by the bone wall was littered with corpses …
They were humans with ashen faces, as if they had been swallowed by the earth.
Most of their bodies were buried underground and crowded together. Only the parts above their chests were exposed. Their heads were crooked on their necks, as if they had been twisted off.
The ground inside the bone wall was crammed with countless people …
"This is like hell …" Even Little White Tiger couldn't help but shudder when it saw the ground paved with human bodies.
Ye Qingtang took a deep breath and suppressed the emotions in her heart. She looked up slowly.
In the center, she saw a female body that was a hundred meters tall.
"Cursed True God!" The moment Ye Qingtang saw the gigantic figure, the face of the Cursed True God in the illusion overlapped with that of the Cursed True God.
However, the size of the Cursed True God in the illusion was no different from a normal person.
However, the Cursed True God in front of him was ten times bigger.
She stood quietly on top of a pile of human corpses.
Her hands were crossed in front of her chest and her mesmerizing eyes were closed. There wasn't a single trace of blood on her skin. She was like a stone statue, dark grey in color.
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