Footsteps.
Stepping on a ground littered with black skeletons, he immediately sank in, leaving a deep imprint.
Crack!
Crack!
The echoing sound of compression rang out lonely as the black skeletons on the ground were crushed underfoot in the silent, dark world.
Wu Xiaode walked step by step through the skeletons, leaving long, black footprints behind him.
There were countless skeletons in the world of the great tomb as well.
But compared with this place, those skeletons almost gave one a sense of security.
Wu Xiaode maintained his composure and stepped up to the edge of the cliff, looking forward.
Ahead.
In the infinite darkness, a bronze pillar that reached from earth to sky stood erect.
A gigantic black skeleton, as tall as dozens of storeys, was nailed to the bronze pillar.
Boundless power of tribulation radiated from this black skeleton, sweeping across the whole world like a vast tide.
