Wulei Valley is not large, but it is incredibly narrow and long.
After leaving the thatched cottage, the group continued walking for nearly half an hour.
Arriving in front of a Primitive Forest.
The ancient grounds in midair were dim and murky, with the forest ahead appearing dark.
Lin Tian followed behind Bu Qingxuan, Lu QingCheen, and others.
The group moved forward amidst the narrow and long dense woods ahead.
The forest was filled with moisture rising, exuding a decayed, decrepit atmosphere.
Vaguely.
Lin Tian could still smell the scent of corpses in the air.
It was only upon reaching a clearing in the forest that he understood why.
There lay a great heap of skeletons.
There were human skeletons as well as unknown monsters with large frames.
These skeletons bore many scars, some made by swords, others by claws.
Beside them lay numerous broken swords and severed limbs.
Clearly, a brutal battle had once taken place here.
