Just as Xiao Chen was stationed at the clan, the Gu Yuan Tribe was immersed in the joy of winning over the Xuan She Kui Shui Tribes, thousands of miles away in a region that should have been an abandoned mining area, things were changing dramatically. A chill permeated the entire forest.
At noon, although it would normally be the time when the sun was blazing, a faint coldness spread throughout, the plants and Qing Stone in the mountains were even covered with thin frost. This peculiar sight seemed to even affect the natural world, as though the fierce sun was unable to cast its light over the area.
The numerous corpses scattered around the Wild Corpse Wilderness showed no signs of decay, looking as though they had just fallen. The sight was chilling.
