48 Dragon’s Soul

Hmmmm—

Behind Qin Mu, there was a circling wheel of light behind the Buddha’s head shining brightly in all directions. Even the peculiar fog was cleared away by the Buddha's aura. Hearing a continuous clattering, Qin Mu took a look around and saw dried corpses dropping down one by one in mid-air, filling up the entire floor!

Other than the dry corpses, there were also skeletons with flesh missing, leaving behind only bones. However, the bones were adorned with baggy clothing that looked like palace outfits.

The fog around him had vanished, instantly clearing up his vision. However, the song was still ongoing but had sounded further away from him now. The song was still melodious and filled with pitless sorrow.

Qin Mu dispersed his vital qi and the image of Buddha behind him disappeared.

"Why are there so many bodies hidden in the great hall? These bodies don’t look like ordinary people…"