"Corpses?"
Fatty Tiger was stunned for a moment, then blinked and smiled, "I know, they must have gone for a walk!"
Zhang Kui laughed, "If they're going for a walk, there must be a place for it."
This fool was not entirely babbling nonsense.
Corpse transformation often occurs in places thick with Evil Qi. The Netherworld Realm has a special environment; aside from those "Disaster Beasts," the greatest threat is various corpse transformations. Thus, the heritage tribes of the wasteland have an ancient tradition: regardless of the reason for death, all corpses must be thoroughly cremated.
But this place is a war-torn ruin, filled with eeriness, where nearly all the inhabitants died simultaneously. Naturally, no one was there to cremate the bodies.
Thinking of this, Zhang Kui fully activated his Tongyou Skill. Under the spinning Tai Chi Light Wheel, divine light shot from his eyes, probing the entire ancient city.
