He kept running, calling out!
Xue Lixue suddenly shrieked in shock, pointing behind Sun Xiaosheng.
Behind him, a large group of incomplete silhouettes had appeared, resembling humans but taller and more robust.
Not only were their legs exceptionally thick and long, their feet were also very wide, like pot covers.
These figures simply hovered in midair, floating to wherever Sun Xiaosheng ran.
The silhouettes gathered together as if they were inseparable, their faces displaying sheer panic, pain, and anger.
It looked as though they too were being chased by something, sending shivers down one's spine.
Xue Lixue spoke in panic, "Are those... Are those really spirits? The spirits of the Fire Tribe people?"
Shen Zhou nodded.
At that moment, Sun Xiaosheng turned towards the entrance of a larger room.
There were two doors, which Sun Xiaosheng pushed open forcefully with both hands.
Immediately, a surge of incomplete bones poured out.
