He Climbed Out of the Abyss of Burials

When Shen Yuan climbed out of the Ten Thousand Burial Abyss, the sky was dark. Ten years. He saw the sky for the first time. It's not the layer of gray fog that lingers on top of the abyss all year round. It's the real sky. There is a moon, wind, and the smell of grass roots in the air. His fingers dug into the gravel on the edge of the cliff. The nails are long gone. The phalanges are ground directly onto the stone. He pulled up. The right leg is broken. He doesn't care. When his whole body rolled up to the top of the cliff, he lay on the ground panting. The ribs on the chest are bulging one by one, and they can be counted clearly through the skin. Ten years. The corpse water at the bottom of the abyss soaked his skin. New bones grow. After his spiritual veins were abolished, he found another way in the pile of corpses - words engraved on the bones of ancient corpses. The most forbidden technique in the world. Devouring Soul Sutra. The price of practicing it is written in the first line at the beginning: Those who practice this sutra will not enter reincarnation. Shen Yuan stood up. He smelled something human. The footsteps of three people. Someone is carrying a lantern.