The stone coffin contained a number of funerary objects, and Shirley Yang, Hu Bayi, and Wang Fatty gathered around it. Xu Lang raised his hand; in an instant, the remains of the strange beast were ground into powder. They turned completely black, whether due to rapid oxidation upon contact with the air or the dissipation of their resentment, it was impossible to say. Xu Lang guessed that these might be the remains of a juvenile Taotie, a beast from ancient times, and the discovery filled him with excitement. Even though he had not been able to fuse with the power of a Taotie, the mere existence of these bones proved that the other mythical beasts and creatures of legend might not be fictions after all.
Qiongqi, Bifang, Zhulong, Xuanwu, Zhuque—these legendary creatures set one’s imagination racing.
Shirley Yang had only caught a fleeting glimpse of the bones before they turned to dust, leaving her no chance to take a photograph. However, the relief carvings inside the stone coffin caught her eye.
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