Chapitre 944: The Starry Sky Can Kill People, but Who Will Save Them?

The young Demon Lord walked on the yellow sand, following the trail of seemingly ancient golden bloodstains.

The place he walked to was the back gate of the courtyard. The lock on the gate was covered in rust, a sign of the many years since the gate was last opened. It looked very ordinary.

If one had to find something special, it would probably be the two stone sculptures flanking the steps.

The stone sculptures depicted what appeared to be two men, completely naked. The curves of their bodies were perfect and each of them had a pair of wings on its back.

The statues had no expression, yet they seemed so vivid that they could come to life at any moment.

If a few of those demi-human elders that had lived for countless years were to see these statues, perhaps they would associate them with those gods mentioned in their tribal myths.