In the main hall, black snowflakes were still falling.
The bone curtain hung quietly, as if it was covering an endless abyss.
Behind the curtain, the bamboo city Lord sat on his throne. The light from his crown was soft and reflected in his black eyes, which were as cold as frost.
Yang absorption ...
The city Lord's face was calm and there was no change.
Absorbing the Yang Qi of the living to strengthen themselves was a common method used by low-level ghosts.
For existences born from the ancestor tree like them, they only needed to stay in the netherworld and they could continue to grow stronger!
Those who were born and died like mayflies were, in the end, just blood and food raised by the heavens and earth for the strong ...
Of course, none of this was important at the moment!