Only the skeleton remained, still tethered to the rope. From its shape, it was clearly a human frame, but the bones had turned completely pitch-black. The remaining flesh had rotted away, dripping onto the ground like melting candle wax and dissolving into a pool of putrid liquid.
Everyone present witnessed this. A deathly silence fell over the crowd; it was a result no one could accept. If things continued this way, no one would survive. Originally, everyone had hoped that, at the very least, they might pull up a demonic beast.
As the supply of Anti-Demonic Pills dwindled, the group’s resolve wavered once more. More than half the practitioners chose to leave. Those who remained continued to scout the perimeter, seemingly searching for any unusual traces.
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