The most striking sight was the Stone Statue towering more than a hundred zhang high. It stood there, seemingly the source of the power radiating through the area.
Even Tang Changsheng and Qin Qingyan could not help feeling their hearts quail.
"That isn't a Stone Statue. It's a body. The remains of an Elder Witch God..."
A hundred zhang meant three or four hundred meters. Even in the Great Chu World, there were few skyscrapers that tall.
The Witch God Essence Po souls Tang Changsheng had seen were said to stand dozens of zhang high, but most had been only ten or twenty-some zhang. They could not compare with the towering remains before him.
Though it had been dead for untold ages, the power lingering within it was enough to make anyone who had not reached the Yang Spirit Realm tremble in the depths of their Bloodline.
"The greatest secret of Great Wild Marsh must be here. Ying Tiecheng and the others should be here too!" The feeling came over Tang Changsheng all at once.
His gaze turned to the enormous remains' head.
His battle with the dead Demon God's lingering consciousness in the Gourd Immortal Abode was still vivid in his mind. Instinctively, he looked toward the head—and at a glance, he spotted several clues.
As he focused on it, Qin Qingyan suddenly cried out in surprise, "Junior Brother, this thing isn't dead. That isn't a drumbeat. It sounds like a heartbeat..."
Tang Changsheng froze. Untold ages had passed. Though the remains had not become a skeleton, they had turned to Stone. No wonder he had mistaken them for a Stone Statue at first.
He listened closely. The sound was slow and deep and carried an immense distance, but it was nothing like the drumbeat he had first taken