Tian Lin still doesn't know what has happened in the village.
As of now, he is still trapped below the Corpse Well, sitting in meditation facing the last five coffins.
"With my strength, even if I have the Corpse Carrying Skill, even if the Drought behaves and lets me carry it on my back, it would still take a lot of effort and risk to subdue the Drought.
In short, unless I elevate the Corpse Carrying Skill to the level of an Advanced Divine Skill, my strength would still struggle to handle the Droughts below. Not to mention, handling those few Droughts that have already resurrected in the village?"
At this moment, his face appeared somewhat pale, with scratches on his chest, neck, and waist.
If not for the existence of certain items, plus his inherently strong constitution, even a Nascent Soul cultivator might not survive facing so much Corpse Qi and Corpse Poison here.
However, despite the injuries, Tian Lin didn't come out empty-handed.
