Chapitre 387: Chapter 235: Witness the Real Skills_1

The Great Sage raced onward in the vehicle, heading for the Great Rift hundreds of kilometers away. On the flat land, a massive rift suddenly split open, as if some monstrous force had torn the earth apart.

Surrounding and inside the rift were countless graves of various sizes. Some resembled little mounds of dirt, some had gravestones standing next to them, and some were simply left uncovered, bearing a stark resemblance to open gravesites.

At the sound of hooves, some skeleton zombies poked their heads out from the open graves, their glinting eyes staring at the carriage speeding by. From the carriage's perspective, it appeared as though a myriad of glowing eyeballs was staring at it.

Of course, the Great Sage had become accustomed to such scenes, not bothering to slow down and brushing past them at high speed.

Entering the rift, there were skeleton zombies peering down from both sides of the cliff walls.