"It was Lei Yu's corpse." Jiang Qiao narrowed his eyes.
He had never expected this.
To encounter Lei Yu's corpse here was completely beyond his expectations.
Lei Yu's death itself was nothing strange.
But dying here was very strange indeed.
He had actually reached the depths of the tomb before Jiang Qiao and even made it beneath the stairs?
Was that even possible?
And...
Jiang Qiao walked over, catching the faint stench of decay.
They had been separated for less than two hours.
Yet this guy looked as if he had been dead for several days already, his body showing signs of mild decomposition.
Well, that was fucking interesting.
Jiang Qiao crouched down and examined the corpse.
There were no obvious wounds on it, and his expression was peaceful. It looked as though he had reached this spot, suddenly blacked out, and died without even having time to react.
However...
Jiang Qiao's gaze fell on the skin exposed at Lei Yu's neck. It was covered in densely packed concentric circles.
They were exactly the same as the carvings on the spiral stone stairs.
He pulled open Lei Yu's clothes.
He discovered that the patterns were not limited to his back. His chest, abdomen, arms, thighs... they covered his entire body.
Layer upon layer.
Some of the lines had already begun to blur, their edges bleeding outward like ink soaked in water.
Others still retained clear outlines.
"They look tattooed on."
Jiang Qiao reached out and touched them. He sensed very little Supernatural Aura, as though these patterns had been tattoos Lei Yu had possessed from the start.
Of course, that was impossible.
Had the curse tattooed them onto him before his death, or had they been left behind by the Supernatural Erosion here after he died?
He stood up.
Glancing