At this moment, a gust of eerie wind swept through, causing everyone to shiver instinctively, which also cleared their minds considerably.
The wind brushed past the tombstones, producing sounds akin to a woman's sobbing, as if emanating from the deeply buried graves, sending chills down one's spine.
Adila's eagle-like eyes surveyed the surroundings, her deep voice somewhat distorted at this moment, "So many graves, which one are we supposed to find tonight?"
Flipping the map in his hand, Yang Xiao re-determined the new route, according to the markings on the map, Ahmed's grave was at the other end of the cemetery.
The cemetery was quite large, making it unrealistic to bypass completely. Yang Xiao and Musa led the way with torches, while the others followed closely behind, carefully avoiding the graves and tombstones underfoot, proceeding with caution.
On the way, Yang Xiao noticed that many of the tombstones had no names engraved on them, they were blank steles.
