Corpses as far as the eye could see. Zhou Dao had never seen so many bodies in his life, not even when visiting graves. This felt like Wang Xiaoyi's first time wandering through the Heavenly Fragrance Pavilion, overcome by a whirlwind of bustling beauty, his eyes struggling to keep up, an experience impossible to break away from.
"How many graves must have been dug up to accumulate so many demonic beast remains?"
Zhou Dao wandered among them, his vision blurred by the sheer number of corpses.
Since the beginning of his path, he had not encountered this many demon beasts.
"Six-Tusked White Elephant!?"
With just a casual glance, Zhou Dao saw the essence blood of a beast long extinct.
The Six-Tusked White Elephant, which had once held a formidable reputation during ancient times.
Rumor had it that its six tusks symbolized the six blessings of the human world and was once tamed by a deity to serve as a mount.