Those were cultivators who had fallen for countless years; from their already decayed faces, one could discern certain clues.
Although their flesh had rotted, their bones presented a faint golden hue, with the Dao Rhythm of heaven and earth flowing through them.
"Saint!"
Gu Qingfeng understood in his heart.
The Saints mastered the power of heaven and earth, so their skeletons were imbued with the Dao Rhythm of heaven and earth.
Clearly.
The corpse before him was a strong practitioner in the Saint Realm during its lifetime.
But alas.
Even as powerful as a Saint.
Ultimately, they too fell here.
The corpse had become an ill omen, but now it could be considered relieved.
Afterwards.
Gu Qingfeng took the storage ring from the corpse.
Divine Thought entered it, revealing many resources within.
However.
Some Spiritual Medicine had lost much of their potency over time; a light touch from Gu Qingfeng reduced them to ashes.
Even so, some items still remained intact.
