My Soul Power, Your Strength!

That was a bone of a person who might have been dead tens of thousand years!

Ye Xiao thought of it and only felt frightened.

However, frightened as he was, he had to do what he should next. He piled the bones together, separating the hard ones from the rotten. After the time of a meal, he had cleared out an empty place under his feet.

"You were all heroic figures in your lives. It is just wrong and sad to let you be exposed to the wilderness. I happen to be here today and maybe I can do a little help on that. Rest in peace, masters."

He murmured and then hit the floor with one hand in full power. That immediately created a huge pit. He then moved all those normal bones into the pit.

He put those bright and hard stones away and decided to deal with them later.