Dominando o Mundo a Partir do Tecido de Ferro

A waning moon hung high in the sky.

Mist drifted thinly, shrouding the landscape.

It was the dead of night, when all was quiet.

Wild grasses grew thick along the mountain stream, mingling with the stench of decay.

Grotesque skeletons, stained black and red, lay scattered across the ravine, exposed to the damp and shadowy air.

Countless poisonous insects and ants crawled over the bodies, voraciously gnawing at the fetid flesh.

Footsteps approached, drawing nearer to the ravine.

Faint curses could be heard.

“Damn it, we should’ve tossed him here during the day. I told you he wouldn’t make it, but none of you believed me.”

“Chen Xuan’s dead. Who do you think will be sent to lure the poisons tomorrow?”

“I’m not going, hell no, that place is terrifying.”

Two shadowy figures, carrying a corpse between them, trudged through the wild grass, one step deep, one shallow.

As they drew closer, the insects and ants scattered abruptly, as if stirred by some pungent scent.

At last, the two figures reached the edge of the ravine and hurled the corpse heavily into the mass grave.

The Mass Grave of the Five Venoms Sect.

For nearly a century, countless bodies had been thrown in. What once was dozens of meters deep was now filled, leaving only a meter or two.

Bang!

The heavy thud echoed as the corpse landed. The two figures clapped their hands and turned to leave.

“The three righteous families of Yun Prefecture will be here soon. Who knows how many will die? It’s getting scarier by the