章 571: 570. Sacrificial offering_1

The person had long since died, with their flesh decayed to the point where only a grim skeleton remained, seated in the lotus position.

Lu Ban knew that it was very difficult for this posture to be maintained; as the corpse decayed and the flesh withered away, the skeleton would surely fall apart. To superstitious people, the deceased's determination might explain the preserved pose, but to Lu Ban, it seemed more likely the result of some extraordinary power at play.

Thick black mist coiled around the gray-white bones, the pollution spreading out from within the bones, intertwining and fighting against the rest of the pollution in the cave.

Lu Ban saw some text etched into the walls of the cave with an unknown material.

The writing was not in the language of the Abandoned Capital but that of Lu Ban's own world.

Despite the passage of time, the deep carvings made the words still clearly discernible.

"The dead salute the departed."