In Luo Bingxin's pupils was reflected a massive black building.
The enormous structure was crooked and oddly shaped. Black, glass-like flakes tightly wrapped around it, making it impossible to see anything inside and lending the building an overwhelming air of mystery.
Having joined Anxing for thousands of years, Luo Bingxin had long wanted to enter this archive and see what it contained. There was too much she wanted to prove.
At that moment, Zhan Li was rallying the contestants he had chosen.
But as he spoke, he suddenly sensed that something's wrong.
His back abruptly turned ice-cold. Several Anxing experts who had looked perfectly normal moments ago now wore incongruous expressions of tension and fear.
Not only had his impassioned encouragement failed to inspire them, it had actually made them somewhat afraid.
Confused, Zhan Li followed the gazes of the people he had gathered. One look was all it took to give him a fright.
The figures standing behind him were not human at all.
Even without sensing the powerful aura they emanated, their ruined, decayed bodies alone revealed their identities.
At a glance, even Zhan Li, who fancied himself invincible, could not help feeling a chill in his heart.
He had been shouting about killing the Four Great Corpse Kings, but when they truly stood before him, fear rose within Zhan Li.
"Yo, kid, not bad. I've lived in this world for so many years, and this is the first time I've heard someone say he wanted to kill us. You've got guts. I just wonder how strong you are."
"Never mind, never mind. You look pretty strong, kid, so just come at me. I, Ying Gou, will play with you."
Seeing the icy mist spilling from Ying Gou's mouth, the High Gods behind Zhan Li instinctively took several