As the shrill sound started, the beautiful faces of Zisang Liuying and Ling Menglu changed slightly. They both could perceive the strong spiritual power that the one who had let out the shrill owned.
The next moment, a chill started slowly spreading from deep within the Thorns Canyon. It was an icy fog so dense that it was almost viscous. Wherever the fog passed, the flames died out one after another. What was even scarier was that this cold fog had covered all the wraith entities in the canyon with a layer similar to ice armor.
The number of previously leading underground demon spiders had shrunk. Massive skeletons were marching their way out of the canyon. There were ones of the second, as well as the third rank. Their speeds were very fast. The skeletons whose bodies were shattered by magical blasts, as long as they retained a fair amount of complexity, would reassemble and continue their charge as complete skeletons.
