Su Ping stood rooted to the spot, at a loss for a moment.
He did not know whether something had really gone wrong or he was overthinking it.
Or perhaps he was actually the special one. At this very moment, the greatest difference between him and everyone else, especially when it came to dealing with the Heavenly Tomb, was the Heavenly Tomb Mark in his mind.
Was its presence the main cause of this effect?
But was that good or bad?
He did not know.
Yet at that moment, deep within his soul, the Heavenly Tomb Mark did indeed light up again.
The deafening sound remained, but that strange sensation of something boring into his brain had vanished.
Su Ping exhaled. Looking at the somewhat bewildered Zhu Linxin, he said little and asked nothing more.
Right now, even he could not make sense of the situation.
If he rashly caused the other man to panic, things would clearly become even worse.
"Master Su, what should we do?"
Zhu Linxin blinked at Su Ping.
At that moment, Su Ping felt no happiness or excitement at having found a way to break through the gray mist.
Instead, he exhaled and gave Zhu Linxin a long look.
"We have two objectives on this trip. First, to regroup with the rest of the main force! After all that training, once the unit assembles, we can look out for one another if anything happens. At the same time, if any problems arise, we can spot them immediately."
Zhu Linxin nodded.
"Second is the main objective of this trip. You heard those sounds just now too. My guess is that they came from something in the deepest part of the Heavenly Tomb. As long as we find that thing and destroy it,
"not only will we