Horror Classroom

And dying here did not mean truly dying. Instead, one would turn into a zombie.

Liu Ling'er and I continued walking through this place. Every so often, Liu Ling'er glanced around, her face filled with astonishment.

Guan Ningxue said, "I never imagined that my ancestor would actually be buried here. If I take this news back, it will definitely cause a huge stir."

"It would be better not to spread it. Everyone here is already dead, both in body and in spirit. Even though they're still alive, they're merely dragging out their miserable existences," I said.

Liu Ling'er looked around. Corpses were everywhere, wandering aimlessly. They all looked utterly lost, as though they had no self-awareness.

I gripped Chaos God and swept my gaze around. "No matter how peerless one's beauty or how absolute one's rule over the world, in the end, one becomes nothing more than a handful of dirt. Who in this world can live forever? I'm afraid only those damned Celestials can give us the answer."

"Can Celestials live forever?" Liu Ling'er asked.

"I don't know. But according to my memories, Celestials have extremely long lifespans. The longest-lived one was said to have survived five epochs," I said.

"How many years are in an epoch?" Liu Ling'er asked.

"About a million years," I said.

Liu Ling'er froze at once, staring in shock. "If that's true, then Celestials are far too powerful."

"Of course. Otherwise, the human race wouldn't have been annihilated by the Celestials back then. If humanity hadn't left behind a contingency, it truly would have gone extinct," I said.

"We should hurry and find that tree. It would be bad if someone else got there first," Guan Ningxue said.

I let out a cold laugh, my eyes icy. "Don't worry. No one has the guts.