After everyone entered Scorching Gorge, the sight of the Earth-splitting Beasts standing at the entrance made them feel eerily strange.
These Earth-splitting Beasts did not charge inward but stood at the mouth of the gorge looking towards the crowd, no longer displaying the madness that they had during their previous assaults on the camp.
"What the hell are these Earth-splitting Beasts playing at?" someone cursed in a low voice.
"They are deliberately driving us in..."
"Why do I feel like someone is controlling these Earth-splitting Beasts, and besides, isn't the appearance of Earth-splitting Beasts here in the first place very odd?"
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There was a flurry of discussion among the people, and for a moment, nobody knew what to do.
Song Jian swept his gaze across the group. Of the original fifty people, only forty-one or two remained, and most of them were injured and looked very wretched. Like him, there were only a few people without a single wound.
