Gu Yi and the other four headed north.
This Small World was vast, yet they had not seen another soul along the way.
Clearly, the martial cultivators from the various factions who had entered the Martial Emperor Small World had been scattered far apart, and it would take time before they gathered.
After flying for an hour, the four saw a range of low mountains, and an aura of deathly stillness rushed toward them.
Looking closely, they saw completely decayed, withered skeletons scattered across the hills.
As Gu Yi and the others arrived, a gentle breeze swept past. Quite a few skeletons instantly turned to dust and vanished without a trace.
The weakest Heavenly Martial Realm experts had reached Unity of Heaven and Man. Their bodies had been tempered and transformed, their bones incomparably tough. Even after death, the bones they left behind could still serve as weapons.
These skeletons crumbled at the slightest breeze. Clearly, they had been Profound Martial Realm cultivators in life, most likely martial cultivators who had entered this secret realm during the previous two expeditions.
A great battle had once taken place here.
These people had fought here for treasures.
Gu Yi and the others climbed the hill and looked into the distance.
Several hundred zhang away stood many dilapidated structures—houses and cave dwellings stretching into a sprawling complex.
This had once been the residence of the original inhabitants of this Small World.
However, the buildings were all badly damaged. Many had been completely destroyed, leaving only scattered ruins. Almost none remained intact.
With a flash, Gu Yi entered a relatively well-preserved cave dwelling.
There were everyday living items inside, though all were covered in dust. A skeleton lay on the ground, and judging from its posture, it had still been going about its business