"Who's there? Hiding in the shadows, are you afraid to show yourself?" Dugu Ruoxu said coldly.
There was silence all around when suddenly, one by one, dim oil lamps lit up, standing around them. The light was faint, but it was enough to illuminate everyone's field of view.
Only then did they realize that this place was an ancient hall. Although nothing but ruins remained, one could vaguely see the previous grandeur of this hall.
These oil lamps were all supported by skeletons, flames emitted from the skulls of these bones, looking like ghostly fires.
Not far in front of everyone, an ancient tree was deeply rooted. This old tree seemed to be on the verge of decay, and shockingly, it was connected to a pitch-black skeleton.
The lower half of the skeleton had completely merged with the ancient tree, indistinguishable from each other. The upper half of the skeleton was missing an arm, creating a very eerie sight.
