Luo Yan looked toward the passage Bai? had pointed out and saw air flowing through it. It was a "path of survival," so he raised Blazing Plains and walked inside.
At the end of the passage was a huge cavern. The moment Luo Yan entered, he felt one gaze after another fall upon him.
He abruptly raised his head and suddenly saw hazy shadows above. Hundreds of human figures were actually floating in midair!
"What is that?"
Bai?'s startled cry rang out behind him.
She had clearly seen them too.
However, when the lamplight swept over them, Bai? realized that they were not people.
They were sheets of human skin, some male and some female, some old and some young.
They had been hung up above the cavern, secured with chains and hooks, with colorful masks covering their faces.
Eyes had been painted on all the masks, and the masks were looking down below. That was why Luo Yan had felt as if he were being watched.
"That's disgusting."
Bai? said, "Why are so many sheets of human skin being hung up here?"
A scholar said through the communicator, "Could they be those human-skin monsters from the murals?"
Someone else said, "Those human-skin monsters from the murals all have short black hair growing on their bodies."
"These sheets of human skin are normal. They should belong to sinners whose skin was stripped off after death as a form of punishment. Then they were thrown into underground caverns, signifying that these people had committed heinous crimes and would not be reincarnated even after death."
Since Luo Yan and Bai? were carrying instruments, the scholars aboveground could see the underground scene in real time. That was precisely why Luo Yan had asked the scholars to return to the surface, to prevent any