In the darkness, as moonlight spilled down from the sky, the dolls glimmered with a chilling sheen.
Their faces had no features, smooth and blank. That very smoothness made them seem all the more horrifying.
As Shen Bai hung in midair, he looked at the dolls below and felt a sense of foreboding rise in his heart.
These dolls were not bizarre creatures; they were all lifeless objects. Yet the unease in Shen Bai's heart only grew stronger.
Everyone was still falling when, amid a thunderous rumble, they landed steadily on the ground.
The light of the Jade Evil Body shone from Shen Bai, leaving him completely unharmed after landing.
What surprised him was Qin Shuang.
The soft armor woven from Fine Needles possessed astonishing defensive power.
"The Thieves' Gate has methods like this too?" Shen Bai narrowed his eyes.
After landing, Qin Shuang casually waved her hand. The Fine Needles gathered together and slipped back into her sleeve.
She had just been about to speak when she heard Shen Bai's question. Awkwardly scratching her head, she put on an adorable expression, her big eyes fixed on Shen Bai as though she were playing dumb.
Shen Bai waved a hand. "Forget it. We're already down in the Grand Tomb. There's no point digging deeper now."
As the two spoke, the martial artists also turned their gazes toward them.
Shen Bai and Qin Shuang both possessed Concealment Techniques, but for safety's sake, they had both acted during the fall.
At such close range, especially with Shen Bai's distinctive white light, no Concealment Technique could possibly have done any good.
Questions filled the hearts of the many martial artists.
"When did these two show up?"
None of them could make sense of it, because Shen Bai and Qin Shuang had appeared far