Some had knelt in worship, some had turned to stone, some had been reduced to pieces... and some had already become withered bones.
The enormous pit underground resembled a burial pit for sacrificial victims. Every corpse inside was that of a pilgrim.
"After all these years, could it be that not a single pilgrim has ever appeared who didn't eventually die here..."
Twin Sister had heard Youyazi's voice and subconsciously looked toward this martial uncle... Youyazi and Wuyazi hadn't appeared out of nowhere after her return from the ruins. They had already existed in her memories as senior members of the sect, and they had gotten along fairly well.
"Martial Uncle, do you mean the reason there are so few pilgrims is because of this?"
"Hard to say." Youyazi shook his head. "There are too many things in the Outer Realm that we don't know. At first, we thought we knew everything, but the truth was that we knew nothing at all."
"There's no time to worry about that." At that moment, a beautiful woman dressed like a Taoist nun leaped down beside Youyazi. "After pilgrims die, they condense special relics. With so many pilgrims buried in the pit, we should definitely be able to find one or two!"
"Wuyazi, be careful!" Youyazi hurriedly shouted.
"Don't worry. I've already swept the area with my Divine Sense. There's no danger..."
Just then, a slender Black Chain suddenly shot out of the pit and wrapped directly around Wuyazi's right arm! Wuyazi was shocked and instinctively circulated her secret technique, intending to snap the chain apart.
Unexpectedly, more than ten chains shot out in an instant, wrapping around all four of Wuyazi's limbs!
"Wuyazi!" Youyazi was both shocked and furious. Golden flames rose from his body, transforming into a gigantic Golden Firebird that