Torture

The gigantic skeleton lay still across the wide, elevated square. Each part of it was lying neatly, making it seem as if a real dragon was watching the humans below. Its posture was natural; it was noble and sacred, just as if it was alive. There wasn't even the slightest trace of discoloration on the pure white skeleton that would've been expected due to the several million years that passed. On the contrary, it looked quite shiny.

Mo Tiange felt like she was watching a scene from several million years ago; a real divine beast lay on the square, quietly watching the humans below. It looked lazy and at ease as if it was accepting human worship. Each and every one of its movements would've carried the sacredness and majesty of divine beasts. Even now, its momentum was still astounding.

As Mo Tiange slowly made her way forward, she looked up at this ancient divine dragon's skeleton.