"Shaofeng, how's it going on your end?"
Ximen Li paid no heed to everyone's reactions.
After letting out a bitter laugh to himself, he turned back and asked Qin Shaofeng.
Yet that "Shaofeng" made everyone beside him widen their eyes. Even Qin Shaofeng was slightly stunned; he had not expected Ximen Li to draw their relationship so close.
"One incense stick's worth of time, at minimum."
Qin Shaofeng did not remain surprised for long before hurriedly answering.
Being able to finish it within one incense stick's worth of time was already the result of his repeated research. Otherwise, even half an hour might not have been enough to open it.
"Old Sha, come over. The two of us will hold that dried corpse back."
As he spoke, he took the lead and headed into the distance.
Seeing him move, how could Sha Longxing dare hesitate any longer? He hurriedly chased after him.
"Roar!"
Only a brief moment passed.
Accompanied by a terrifying roar, the dried corpse clad in armor charged over at high speed.
Though they had not yet formally exchanged blows.
The instant Sha Longxing saw the dried corpse, his face turned ashen.
"What the hell is this thing? It's even wearing Saint-tier armor?" As Sha Longxing spoke, his lips trembled without stop.
He was not overly concerned about the powerful dried corpse itself.
That remained true even though they were being heavily suppressed here.
A dried corpse was, after all, merely a dried corpse.
Even if it had been the corpse of one of the myriad gods, after having fallen for so many years, its loss of thought and corpse transformation meant its battle strength could not possibly compare to theirs.
But with Saint-tier armor on it, things were entirely different.
Especially since he could tell at a