"The space ahead is warped, but it's also the only way into the Dragon Mausoleum. It shouldn't be a dead end." Su Lengyue frowned.
Lin Shuguang frowned. No matter how he urged his qi and blood outward, he couldn't attract any more skeletons for the moment.
"There's something strange about this place. I wonder if Yin Wufeng knows any other routes..." As Su Lengyue spoke, she suddenly frowned. "Someone's coming from the distance. Let's hide."
As she spoke, she waved a hand and put the skeletons she had brought into her storage space.
Using some unknown method, she concealed all her qi and blood. At a casual glance, she seemed to have become one with the surrounding forest.
Lin Shuguang gave her a strange look.
That's an impressive ability... a chameleon?
He meant to hide, but he didn't use the Spatial Altar. His mental power was now terrifyingly formidable. With a thought, he vanished from Su Lengyue's spiritual perception.
Su Lengyue froze and turned to look... Lin Shuguang was still there.
She froze again, as though she had suddenly realized something.
This time, however, she didn't voice her surprise.
The instant the two concealed themselves, several figures appeared in the thick fog ahead.
The one in the lead was a young man. Though he looked young, the powerful aura emanating from him immediately forced all the fog aside.
He wore a Bronze Ring on his head... Strange, ancient patterns of unknown origin covered it.
His long hair fell over his shoulders, and there seemed to be a slit deep between his brows, like a vertical pupil.
A middle-aged man in religious robes followed him, trailing behind the young man with the vertical pupil with utmost deference.
The moment Su Lengyue saw the middle-aged man, she frowned. She turned toward Lin