There were villagers who constantly chose to commit suicide to free themselves, because the aura outside had already reached an extremely terrifying level.
Fear was spreading like the devil.
They said that this was all fate. It was fate that controlled everything, it was the heavenly Dao that controlled everything.
Mortals could not stop him.
"Skinny monkey, help me out." Li Tian said to skinny monkey, who was beside him.
"Brother Tian ... You also have to ..." Skinny monkey was afraid. He had never seen such a death before. He was afraid.
"Just help me out." Li Tian was weak and exhausted, but his eyes were still burning with anger.
The skinny man helped him out and walked out of the cave step by step.
With every step he took, the pressure of the difference between life and death increased. In the end, the feeling was simply enough to make people collapse.
When skinny monkey helped Li Tian out of the cave, he was so scared that he fell to the ground.
