Down below.
The endless Corpse Realm, filled with rolling, corpse-filled air, was converging towards the center at a speed faster than Han Yi could see. In just a short moment, it had condensed into a white beam of light.
The beam followed the two of them, shooting into the sky, and was absorbed by Yuan Shun's body, as if the endless Corpse Realm was his body's own creation.
In the blink of an eye, the northernmost part of the Tianquan World, this endless Corpse Realm, had vanished without a trace. Moreover, what shocked Han Yi was that when he looked down, he saw that all the corpse puppets within the Corpse Realm had disappeared along with the receding realm.
It was as if becoming a Corpse Puppet meant becoming a part of the Corpse Realm, truly bizarre beyond compare.
At the same time.
The collapsed tunnel they had just traversed began to vibrate, with the frequency increasing rapidly, as if some terrifying existence was about to follow the tunnel and track them down.
