The pitch-black underground was silent. Even though there was a sun-like lighting tool above their heads, the oppressive atmosphere did not diminish in the slightest.
Unknowingly, Tang Zhen had walked to an area that seemed to be a square. The area was vast and the surroundings were filled with broken walls.
More than a dozen huge statues were standing quietly around the square. They were full of marks left by knives and axes, and they looked incomplete.
To be able to be carved into a statue and stand in the square of the loucheng, one must either be the past castellans of the loucheng or have made great contributions to the loucheng. Ordinary residents could not obtain this Supreme honor!
Under the pitch-black ocean floor, the statues were covered in all kinds of rust and parasites, making them look mottled.
