C398 Sleeping Evil Beasts

As he strolled through the world of lava, mixed with the foul air and the stench of corpses, Xiaoming could even see the hair of animals that had yet to melt in the wind.

The scorched black bones of wild beasts dotted the scarlet red scorched earth. The souls that yearned for reincarnation were imprisoned in the bones, and the despairing roars were also covered by the breeze