If they could sense pressure from it, then there was a high probability that this thing was a monster rather than a statue.
Therefore, Zhou Ziyun and Miller both began to proceed cautiously.
In the distance, Chen Mo hid among the rocks, observing the situation while concealing his aura to the utmost limit.
He felt that this statue was definitely not as simple as it looked.
Moreover, after entering this space, he had discovered that his Spiritual Sense was being suppressed. It seemed that something here conflicted with Spiritual Sense. Using it would be suppressed, limiting its detection range.
That was why Chen Mo had minimized his aura and simply watched Zhou Ziyun and the others' movements.
Perhaps these people could draw out whoever was behind this.
As a Psychic Ability User whose strength had achieved above Double-S rank, Miller should have been roughly equivalent to a Martial Artist at the Xiantian Third Order, with formidable strength. Yet in this space, his Mental Power was suppressed, and he could not fully exert his original strength. He could not investigate anything too far away, which made him feel extremely uncomfortable.
Fortunately, Miller could still use all his psychic attack techniques, and those techniques were unaffected in strength. Only their range was restricted, which gave him some comfort.
However, when he tried to use Mental Power to investigate the statue-like fellow before him, it felt like a stone sinking into the sea. No matter what he did, he could not make anything out. It was like looking at flowers through fog—he could see nothing clearly, only vague shadows.
In fact, the closer he got to the statue-like fellow, the greater the suppression on his Mental Power became. The pressure he sensed from it also grew stronger. By now, as the distance shortened,