Chapter 281: The Conspiracy Rises Again! _1

The dense Desolate Ancient Forest lies deep within, with a semi-circular mountain that occupies several hundred miles.

Black clouds linger here, grass and trees are withered, lifeless. Between the cracks of the rocks, white bones are everywhere, and endless shadow energy gathered here. Sometimes low, eerie moaning could be heard, chilling and sorrowful.

Suddenly, a cold wind swept, tearing the thick black mist, clearing the stagnant shadow energy, revealing more corpses and white bones. These are the skeletons of the human tribe, intermixed with some that are much smaller, belonging to the tribe's young children, and even smaller, obviously newborn babies. There are countless skeletons exposed in this hundred-mile mountain basin, densely packed and unretrieved.

On one side of the mountain basin, a stone cave emanates a dark mouth, emitting a dim light. At this moment, more than ten shadows are flickering under the dim stone lamp in the stone cave.