Under the dark purple sky that seemed to have remained unchanged for ten thousand years.
The wind blew the withered leaves into a huge ruin.
The ruins looked like a village.
There were hundreds of families scattered around.
Many of the houses were even built with bricks.
The ground was even paved with neat gravel slabs.
This should have been a bustling village.
However, after experiencing the disaster of that year and the erosion of time.
Now, only ruins were left.
Many houses had collapsed, and there were broken walls everywhere.
The neat road had long been broken by the lush weeds.
Rotten wooden barrels and broken wheelbarrows covered in moss could be seen everywhere.
A gentle breeze blew, and one could vaguely see black and broken bones among the swaying weeds.
One could vaguely imagine the disaster that had suddenly erupted here back then.
Su Mo slowly looked away from a skeleton with many sharp bone spikes.
