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Everyone saw what that thing was after it stopped. It was the corpse of a naked girl, with her head slanted and hands hugged around her legs. There was not a speck of hair on her, and her skin complexion was unusually white, almost like the color of the stalagmite. As such, no one noticed the corpse when it was buried under the roots of the rock formation.

"Quzhizhang human sacrifice?" Meng Fuyao mumbled to herself.