It wasn't just its size that had surged—the terrifying pressure it exuded had as well. Its danger level had doubled exponentially, weighing down the entire battlefield until it felt stifling and suffocating.
The howling gale abruptly came to a standstill. The ruins fell utterly silent, and the oppressive atmosphere reached its peak.
The explorers, who had been beaming with delight just moments ago, instantly went pale as paper.
Everyone unconsciously swallowed, panic churning in their hearts as their feet carried them backward again and again beyond their control.
"We're done for. The mutated beast has gotten stronger again. The little brother is afraid he'll be in danger now."
Someone spoke with a trembling voice, his face full of worry, his palms drenched in cold sweat.
Liu Feng gripped the long saber in his hand tightly, his arm taut as he remained silent throughout.
It was not that he feared death or dared not step forward to help. Rather, he saw the situation with perfect clarity.
The current level of this battle had already far surpassed what he and his teammates were capable of handling.
If they rashly rushed in to interfere, not only would they fail to help Lin Li, they would disrupt his rhythm and drag him down—a case of helping only to make things worse.
"Captain, is there really nothing we can do? Are we just going to watch the little brother fight alone?"
The team members were filled with guilt and anxiety, yet utterly helpless.
In a situation like this, the fact that none of them had even thought of fleeing alone meant they still had a conscience.
Liu Feng sighed and looked helplessly at the devastated battlefield.
"We simply can't intervene in this battle. The only thing we can do now is wait and see."
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