Especially the leading figures of the team!
Their strength was the most formidable, and all the skeletal guards of the mausoleum who surged toward them were often shattered into dust before they could even get close or launch any attacks.
It was as if they were constantly feeding into a bone-crushing machine.
Fang Heng and the others, blending in with the skeletal guards of the mausoleum, gradually came to a stop. The three quickly used their mental strength to communicate.
Tan Shuo: "Can you see clearly?"
Li Shaoqiang: "Don't talk about it, it's impossible to see clearly at all."
Fang Heng nodded in agreement.
In this state, the scene before them was like it had been covered with a thin mosaic; the further away they were, the clearer it became, but the closer they got, the more blurred it was.
It was hard to discern even their size, let alone their faces.
