Chapter 135 Grave of the First Beast

　　The mountain continued to groan, its very foundations shaking as the earth split open, revealing what had long been buried beneath centuries of stone and silence. 　　The weight of the collapse was immense, the cracks in the earth revealing a skeletal structure unlike anything Caitlyn or Raymond had ever seen before. 　　Ribs the size of ancient trees rose from the stone like some forgotten titan, claws like towers stretching out in grotesque, skeletal elegance. 　　The Prime Wolf’s body had not just been buried—it had been entombed in the very roots of the world, hidden away by an ancient force no one truly understood. 　　Caitlyn stood at the precipice, gazing down into the exposed cavern, her breath catching in her throat. 　　The bones, massive and twisted, were both awe-inspiring and horrifying, their size overwhelming. 　　Every instinct told her to retreat, but something stronger—something deeper—urged her forward. This was no ordinary discovery. This was the beginning of something t