Cultivation through Skin Making novel Chapter 573

Chapter 573: 215. Meeting Wan’Er Again, Clues (7.5K Words - Major Chapter, Subscription Requested)

Song Yan concealed his qi, swept over the Vast Sea, and arrived again in the Mortal World, witnessing nothing but devastation.

It had been about two hundred years since the advent of the dark age of calamity, and the resistance in people’s hearts had gradually turned into numbness and resignation. This was an era even more chaotic and disordered than the end of the Dynasty.

He had spent three years patrolling the area of the former Formless Ancient Country in hopes of discovering the traces of the Formless Ancestor.

But unfortunately, the target was hidden very deep.

This brought back memories for Song Yan of the days when he was being hunted.

In a change of roles, the prey may be terrified, but being the hunter isn’t easy either.

The Qi Observation Pearl was only effective at the Purple Mansion Realm. Once one reached the Divine Infant stage, the Divine Soul merged with heaven and earth, making it impossible to see their qi. Not to mention the Formless Ancestor above the Divine Infant, and the Sea of Suffering Dragon Race.

On this day, he arrived at a destroyed town, initially planning to pass by as usual. But half an incense stick of time away, he quickly returned and descended upon this ruin.

The city walls had long crumbled, and only a small part of the city gate remained rusted and tilted among the debris. The old pavilions and towers along the streets had even had their foundations uprooted, revealing tamped earth and bones.

Even the roots of the grass on the tamped earth were withered, insect holes destroyed, and no sign of decaying birds. One could vaguely see some tattered and wrinkled wine flags, mixed among the government plaque.

This place was truly a lifeless land of the dead.

Song Yan walked silently, suddenly squatting down to look at a relatively complete skeleton. Feeling something in his heart, he raised his hand and gently touched it.

Snap.

A light sound, and the skeleton instantly turned to black smoke, disintegrating into ash.

He hurried to another spot and touched a certain skull.

Snap.

The skull also turned into ash.

He squinted his eyes, spreading his divine sense to cover the area.

He noticed something suspicious.

’First, there are extremely few skeletons here.

Normally, this might suggest that the government organized people to evacuate in advance, leaving just ruins rather than many corpses.

But over the years, as I traveled everywhere, the government long lost its early warning capabilities, merely seeking to maintain its interests in chaos. Whether they have such awareness and decisiveness is questionable.’

’Second, the few remaining skeletons are extremely strange, turning to ash at the slightest touch.

And judging by these plaques, the city gates aren’t completely buried, suggesting this town’s destruction wasn’t long ago.

Even if a Celestial Calamity Beast passed through and destroyed this place, those residents who didn’t evacuate in time would merely be skeletons weathered by time or shattered from violent impact, not like this.’

’Unless these civilians were inadvertently caught in intense crossfire, experiencing the impact of special magical energy waves...’

’Or perhaps... they didn’t die at the hands of the Celestial Calamity Beast, but were sacrificed.’

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