After thinking for a moment, simply based on the current information, he couldn't come up with any explanation.
However, he could preliminarily confirm that it was precisely because of the obvious anomalies in space-time that some great demons had gathered, wasn't it?
This place, it seemed like a battlefield at first glance, apparently not that simple.
"Let's go, keep moving forward, and we'll see when we get there!" Wang Zijia's eyes twinkled as he glanced down, then lay back down on the bone chair.
His entire body sank into the backrest formed by the spinal bone and ribs, as if he were lying inside a ribcage.
Jiang Mingda and Kuang Weiping, holding the Blood-red Lantern, looked down, said no more, and continued to lead the way.
Amid the swirling ghost fog, the group transformed back into ghosts and vanished in a flash.
