Soon, Ye Qingtang followed the Yongle Tribe General to a cellar within the Yongle Tribe territory. This cellar was specially used by the Yongle Tribe General to keep his human skins and maintain a rather dry temperature.
Many human skins were hanging on the walls of the cellar. There were both men and women, mostly youths. They looked like they were just asleep. If she didn't know any better, Ye Qingtang would definitely not believe that these men and women, who looked completely unharmed, were just human skins.
Ye Qingtang sighed in her heart. She was no great savior. She could not even protect herself, let alone change the demon tribes and save anyone.
Very quickly, Ye Qingtang went forward and examined these vessels up close. She even touched them.
A moment later, Ye Qingtang's expression relaxed somewhat.
These vessels did not belong to real humans.
