The situation now, to put it nicely, is that they've found the Black Shadow's fatal weakness; to put it crudely, the Black Shadow was being driven into a corner by them.
Even a desperate rabbit will bite, let alone what the Black Shadow might do when cornered. Qian Cangyi had no way to predict, but this was exactly the situation he wanted to see unfold.
The stalemate needed to be broken, whether by them or by the Black Shadow.
An angry roar emitted from the Black Shadow's throat, gradually spreading to the unknown corners of the Hell of the Dead, and suddenly, the Black Shadow disappeared from the sight of the four.
The four had their backs against each other, not giving the Black Shadow any chance to ambush.
"I can't see him," Qian Cangyi did not detect any trace of the Black Shadow.
"I suddenly feel like I've heard that line of yours often in horror movies, usually spoken by a supporting character right before they meet a gruesome death," Qian Jiangyue said in a puzzled tone.
