At this moment, Yue Wushuang was observing the chaotic situation under the protection of three crystal tanks and a dozen devil huntresses.
She was still wearing a huge cloak, but behind the cloak was a fine crystal suit. Her mouth, nose, ears, and eyes had been covered carefully too, without leaving any weakness.
Having been the leader of the Tribunal of Extraterrestrial Devils for decades, and with her prowess in stealth, ambush, and assassination, Yue Wushuang certainly would not do such an idiotic thing as to enter the dangerous tunnels or the mines recklessly.
The dozen devil huntresses around her would not be separated from her in any case, either.
Realizing that it was impossible to wait for a perfect opportunity, Long Yangjun had no choice except to attack!
Shua!
Her skin turned clear all of a sudden, as if she were made of translucent glass that was absorbing the light around, melting herself into the environment.
