Chapter 6041

“That’s a Corpsefiend Dracolisk born right here in the Godgrave Mountains,” Luther breathed, excitement cutting through his whisper.

He added under his breath, “Years of soaking in death energy and ancient wraiths twisted it into this. Its strength rivals High Immortal Realm Level Six—and that hide is nearly impenetrable.”

The monster caught the scent of living flesh.

Slowly, its massive head lifted. Crimson pupils locked onto the two intruders as fresh saliva dripped in thick strands from its jaws.

“It’s guarding something,” Jared said, his voice low but certain.

His gaze fixed beneath the statue’s base, where a pinprick of ghostly light flickered like a watchful eye.

Luther followed his line of sight and nearly vibrated with excitement. “A Ghost Clan relic, maybe! Mr. Jared, if we—”