"Shut up!"
Xu Yanxing barked in a low voice.
Immediately.
The white-haired man gave an embarrassed smile and fell silent.
The recorder glanced at him. Who the hell here isn't from the Supernatural Circle? Do you really need to stand there babbling about the Supernatural Invasion?
The four of them stared fixedly at the iron door.
After they stopped speaking.
The surroundings immediately sank into absolute silence, without the slightest sound.
"Drip."
"Drip... drip..."
The dripping outside grew increasingly clear. Now, even the three men who had lost their supernatural powers could hear the strange noise.
Although it still sounded rather ethereal.
Everyone knew that being audible to the naked ear meant it was gradually drawing closer.
Moreover.
It had already reached the vicinity outside the door.
At that thought.
Everyone's heart tightened.
"What are you planning to do?" the recorder asked in a hushed voice.
He could provide information, but not combat power. Therefore, Xu Yanxing had to make the decision on this matter.
"Wait for now."
"It may not be coming for us."
Xu Yanxing gently shook his head and signaled for everyone to retreat.
They would observe the situation for now.
The enemy was hidden while they were exposed, and the level of danger was unknown.
Other than waiting for the time being, what else could they do? Charge out and fight to the death?
The white-haired man and Bald Man were especially nervous, cold sweat pouring down their foreheads. The two of them were ordinary people now and could not provide much value.
Once trouble arose.
They would inevitably be the first to be abandoned.
But that was the rule of the Supernatural Circle. They had done the same thing outside in the past.
It was simply their turn now.
The white-haired man glanced at the