Boom!
Lightning flashed and thunder roared.
A terrifying streak of Black Light instantly pierced through the ceiling of the second floor.
In an instant.
A violent wind blew through the hole.
Amid the gale, everything around them began swaying like silhouettes, taking on an unreal quality. Even Jiang Qiao's vision began to blur.
Fortunately, although ordinary vision could no longer see clearly, it did not affect the sight granted by his Dual Pupils.
Bang—!
Amid a tremendous cracking sound, the ceiling suddenly collapsed, as if it could not withstand the pressure of the wind pouring in.
Sand and stones clattered down all over the floor.
But then.
What appeared above the exposed wall was not the roof of this small building, but another Dark Space. All sorts of disorderly objects were piled up inside it.
There were broken Stone Statues, battered bronze vessels, rotten and rusted spears, and even sections of collapsed city walls.
Aside from those.
There were also one dried corpse after another, long since drained of moisture.
The corpses had been piled together haphazardly—at least twenty of them, both men and women. A few still clutched white jade objects tightly in their hands.
"People who died here in the past?"
Jiang Qiao glanced over and roughly guessed the identities of the corpses.
Their clothes ranged from those of the feudal era to those of the Old era a century ago, spanning roughly two or three hundred years. But they had nothing to do with the ancient kingdom from a thousand years ago, nor did they have anything to do with the Northern Territory.
Their clothing clearly marked them as people from the Central Land.
"They still carry faint traces of Supernatural Aura. Good grief, they're all Awakened... No, there are Evolvers among them too."
Jiang Qiao's eyes