C3996 A Mountain of Corpses

Strands of purple smoke came out of it.

As the purple smoke floated in all directions, the sound of waves could be heard in the air.

Crash -

Rustle －

The waves hit the shore, and it was as if there was a woman standing in the ripples and singing an ancient ballad.

The Qilin Saint Beasts had already rushed over and let out heaven-shaking roars.

Over a dozen Qilin Saint Beasts