"Charge! Kill!"
Little Chongyang shouted excitedly, while Little Charcoal Red beneath her let out a loud neigh: "Hiiii~"
In the next moment, Jiang Xiao teleported the person, horse, and dragon all back!
"Huh?" Little Chongyang was stunned. She had just charged ahead of the formation, so how had she suddenly ended up behind everyone again? Was this the legendary "ghosts hitting a wall"?
Whether ghosts hit walls or not, Jiang Xiao really wanted to hit He Chongyang right then. After scolding Little Chongyang and clearly assigning her mission and responsibilities, the Tail Feather Squad set off again.
This time, the team proceeded in perfect order, slowly stepping onto the stone bridge.
The four people in front all had powerful senses. They could see in every direction and hear even the slightest sound.
Jiang Xiao grew more and more uneasy as they advanced. Although the stone bridge was spacious, more than ten meters wide, there were bottomless abysses on both sides.
Faint howls from evil ghosts drifted up from below, constantly tugging at his nerves.
Yet the journey was surprisingly uneventful. The squad slowly crossed the hundred-meter-long stone bridge without encountering any danger. What they faced more than anything was a trial of the mind.
Before they had even left the bridge, Jiang Xiao suddenly said, "Stop."
The Tail Feather Team immediately halted. The first group standing at the bridgehead seemed to have noticed something wrong as well, and they all turned to look left.
In the midst of the fog, Marda stood suspended directly above the abyss, a cloak draped over her body and Shadow Crows circling around her. She stared blankly at a group of ghost soldiers below.
The tall, thin figures were mostly over three meters high, and there were more than a hundred of them.
As the