Judging from what lay before him, living beings had inhabited this place long ago. It had even been a large gathering point, with no small number of inhabitants. As for whether they had been Human Race, Lu Ye had no way of knowing.
Why it had fallen into such ruin, he naturally did not know either.
He could only explore it slowly.
Just as he was about to do so, he suddenly caught something unusual from the corner of his eye.
After a slight start, he spun around and darted in that direction. He soon arrived before a stretch of crumbling walls and broken ruins, beneath which something seemed to have been buried.
He cleared it away a little, and a dried corpse that had been buried beneath the ruins for who knew how many years came into view.
It was a Human Race corpse!
That confirmed it. Human Race cultivators had indeed once lived in this realm. This place was likely something like a sect, though no one knew when it had suffered some great upheaval that destroyed the sect and wiped out its disciples.
Judging by its outward features, this dead Human Race cultivator had been a man in his prime. The flesh all over his body had shriveled up, taking on a dull gray color.
There were no obvious external wounds on his body. He had been dead for many years, yet for some reason, his physical body had been preserved remarkably intact. Only his flesh had withered and shrunk.
Lu Ye suddenly realized that this thing looked rather familiar...
He leaned close to the corpse and examined it intently.
Without any warning, the corpse's eyes suddenly flew open. Face-to-face and inches apart, their gazes met!
The eyes of the dead should have been devoid of all