Deep within a dense forest.
Qin Hao turned into a pale golden streak and descended. His gaze swept across the area, and a lifelike stone statue immediately came into view.
The statue was enormous, depicting a giant wolf standing upright. It had pointed fangs and razor-sharp claws, and even its fur gleamed, making it look truly extraordinary.
Qin Hao examined the giant wolf statue, feeling somewhat surprised. It seemed to have been carved by hand rather than shaped with divine strength.
Who would carve such a lifelike statue here?
A moment later, however, Qin Hao's pupils contracted. Beneath the giant wolf statue's feet lay a corpse, reduced entirely to bones, without a trace of flesh.
It lay crushed beneath the giant wolf statue's feet. Several meters away was another skeleton, likewise stripped of flesh. Qin Hao's gaze flickered. There were no signs of a battle nearby, making the scene exceedingly eerie.
But Qin Hao soon noticed something amiss. The skeleton several meters away actually held a jade slip in its skeletal hand.
"Hm?"
Qin Hao's heart stirred. With a wave of his hand, he drew the jade slip over. His divine sense easily penetrated it, probing its contents.
The instant his divine sense entered the jade slip, a wild laugh filled with desolation and defiance echoed through it. "I failed! I still fell here! I, Ancestor Di Yan, cannot accept this!"
The speaker called himself Ancestor Di Yan. Judging by the aura left in the jade slip, he should have been a Seven-Star Ancestral God. Qin Hao could not help feeling a little startled.
A Seven-Star Ancestral God had died here, just like that.
Qin Hao kept his expression composed and continued examining the jade slip.
"You who come after me, if you can see the jade slip I left