Qin Wentian walked up, staring at these nameless stone tablets which exuded an ancient aura.

Some of these stone tablets had already shattered, and were lying in crumbled pieces on the ground. For others, they were split apart in the middle and below the stone tablets, huge deep holes could be seen.

"Why do I feel that this immortal law mountain range feels like an ancient battlefield? Regardless of that gigantic palm imprint or all these tombstones, it felt like the great war of an era had once erupted here, and the aftermath caused all this uneven ground with craters, wiping out everything, even turning cities into dust. As time flowed by, this entire place became an incomparably vast desolate mountain range." Qin Wentian mumbled.

"If this is really a battlefield, this place must be a grave of ancient times. In that case, what are those holes beneath the stone tablets? Are they the place where those zombie monsters originated from?" The expression of the old man changed. Those mon