The sound of the Ancient Fate Corpses stomping across the earth gradually weakened and slowly faded into the distance.
Only then did everyone raise their heads and look ahead.
Under the starlight lay a stretch of circular ruins.
One child after another clapped and sang, their bodies turning into tiny particles that drifted away on the wind.
Everyone stared blankly.
"What do we do?"
"Keep going."
Li Qingxian stepped forward.
The others followed behind him. After a few steps, Guan Zhou whispered, "Ye... Ye Han, it's time to give my tile back, isn't it?"
Without even turning his head, Li Qingxian tossed it to Guan Zhou.
Guan Zhou held it in his hand and sighed in relief.
"How does that Ancient Fate Corpse compare with a Beyond-Rank member of the Human Race? Which is stronger?" someone asked.
"It is said that Ancient Fate Corpses do not possess much intelligence, but their bodies are exceptionally powerful, often stronger than Human Race members of the same rank. Their methods are also peculiar and impossible to guard against, like those bands of light earlier—whoever got near was doomed. So relatively speaking, they are stronger than the Human Race. Basically, they are about on par with great beasts, though weaker than the strongest great beasts," Li Qingxian said.
"That silver ball of light above its head was a Fate Star, right?"
"That radiance was merely one of its powers, but the Fate Star was indeed hidden within it."
"If we kill it, can we obtain its Fate Star?"
"Yes. Some Grand Fate Arts Masters particularly enjoy hunting Ancient Fate Corpses."
"Good thing we followed you. If we had been like them and accidentally offended an Ancient Fate Corpse, we truly would not have been able to escape even if we wanted to."
As they