"Everyone, until we meet again!" The woman surnamed Duan waved at the people behind her, then followed in Li Qing's footsteps and stepped into the light gate.
The Yaksha Race member named Xiao chuckled. "I hope we can all make it out alive and meet again. Farewell!"
"Roar!" Ye Ming of the Werewolf Race transformed into a Silver Glow Giant Wolf and raced at tremendous speed toward the light gate at the end of the Bronze Relic.
Mo Bai was the last to depart. He carefully put away the Bronze Colossus's puppet core.
He had originally intended to leave directly, but his gaze couldn't help falling upon the Bronze Altar within the relic.
At that moment, the altar was surrounded by all manner of Bronze Artifacts and the body parts of the Bronze Colossus from earlier. Seeing this scene, he showed a thoughtful expression.
Li Qing, who had left first, arrived in a dimly lit space. Yin energy hung thick in the air, which was also filled with an inexplicable chill.
Before long, a bloody stench drifted over. Li Qing frowned as he surveyed this place.
This was actually a cemetery. The uneven ground was covered in burial mounds and tombstones, while countless bone fragments lay scattered all around.
Tattered soul-summoning banners were planted crookedly in the ground, making it seem as though he had arrived in the netherworld.
Following the scent of blood, he saw several corpses with their bellies ripped open, sprawled haphazardly across the ground.
These corpses included not only humans, but members of other demon races and foreign races as well. The sight was horrifying.
"They're all dead... What great terror could possibly exist in this place?"
Every hair on Li Qing's body stood on end. He did not dare act rashly, his heart rising to