Beyond that faint restriction barrier was another natural cavern of equally vast area.
What made Qin Fengming reveal a startled expression was that inside this cavern, there were actually several dozen stark-white skeletons.
Most of the clothing on those skeletons had already been reduced to tatters. Only two still appeared relatively intact. Although skeletons were wrapped within the clothes, there was no flesh left on them. Clearly, those two skeletons also belonged to people who had fallen several hundred years ago.
Qin Fengming could determine that those two skeletons had belonged to cultivators whose vitality had extinguished on its own.
That was because the postures of those two cultivators were extremely strange. They lay prone on the ground, curled up tightly, as though, while alive, they had resisted some terrifying force and endured pain beyond their ability to bear, ultimately having no choice but to seal away their own vitality.
Although he did not know what cultivation levels those skeletal cultivators had possessed, anyone who could find this place was likely no weakling. They might even have been Integration stage cultivators—it was entirely possible.
A restriction barrier capable of trapping and killing Integration stage cultivators made Qin Fengming furrow his brows.
Just as Qin Fengming was pondering this, his gaze suddenly locked onto the bodies of two white beetles lying on the stone ground.
These two beetles were none other than Silver Sheath Worms. Yet at this moment, the two Silver Sheath Worms seemed to be sleeping soundly. They merely lay prone on the ground, completely motionless.
"Could it be that all those people whose skeletons remain here died because they were afflicted by some powerful poison?"
Qin Fengming's thoughts were exceptionally meticulous. When he saw the two beetles in such a state, his heart suddenly jolted, and his mind