The City Lord's Trump Card Exposed, Su Chen Declares War!

The Bone Tower was white.

That whiteness carried an air of deathly stillness.

Viewed from below, it looked more like a gigantic spine forcibly thrust up from the earth.

There was no door at the entrance, only arched bones naturally interwoven.

The remains of two enormous soul beasts knelt on either side.

Rust-covered iron chains pierced through their ribs, one end sinking into the shadows beneath the ground, the other stretching into unfathomable darkness.

Chu Yao paused for a second before entering.

"I counted. There are human bones mixed in with these."

No one responded.

Such things were nothing unusual in Slaughter City.

The first floor was empty, its ground carpeted with granules of shattered bone.

The crunch beneath their feet was fine and dry, sending chills down their spines.

By the third floor, the Bloodmist Miasma in the air had grown incomparably dense.

Chu Yao moved her fingertips slightly, coating the inside of her nasal passages with a layer of Gu poison as thin as cicada wings.

Ling Shuang casually plucked two withered leaves, blew them into ash, and used that fleeting trace of plant essence to filter the impurities.

Neither of them warned the others.

Those who had made it this far needed no such warning.

Guards appeared on the fifth floor.

It was a dead Dark Jade Deer, its stiff limbs braced against the ground and its eye sockets hollow.

Black, dried liquid dripped from its sockets, solidifying into strange patterns on the floor.

A long, thin bone needle had been driven into the back of its head.

Su Chen stopped and watched for two seconds.

The tail of the bone needle trembled faintly at an extremely rapid frequency, as though imitating some kind of neural pulse.

With every tremor, the corpse shifted slightly.

As they continued