Six giants, their bodies earth-brown and covered in spikes on their foreheads, shoulders, arms, waists, legs, feet, and everywhere else, happened to pass around the corner.
Lu Yang clung to the wall and climbed onto the city wall. Watching the backs of the six Desolate Celestial Race warriors, he said, "It looks like they really have lost consciousness."
If they were Ancient God Race members who had not lost consciousness, someone with Lu Yang's skills would definitely have been noticed. Yet they continued walking forward, which meant that the souls of these Ancient God Race members had already collapsed.
The Blazing Demon God and the Grand Prince flew out of Lu Yang's body. Each flew toward a Desolate Celestial Race warrior and unleashed a secret technique from behind them.
"Consciousness Probe."
Two purple beams flew into the minds of the two Desolate Celestial Race warriors. If they still possessed consciousness, they would have immediately detected the enemies behind them. Yet neither warrior reacted, nor did the other Desolate Celestial Race warriors walking ahead.
"The consciousness within their souls has been reduced to fragments. We can confirm that they were tortured by the demon whisper for at least several million years, and their souls only shattered within the past few tens of thousands of years. They haven't had time to form new souls yet," the Grand Prince said.
The Blazing Demon God reached the same conclusion. He flew back to Lu Yang's side and said, "As long as you don't get within thirty meters of them, they won't detect you. Let's keep going deeper."
With their consciousness collapsed, the Desolate Celestial Race warriors' eyes had also become useless. They would only instinctively attack enemies that entered their alert range. The Blazing Demon God and the Grand Prince had concluded from experience