Yu Sheng made a rough circuit of the tomb chamber, carefully avoiding several particularly strange floor tiles as he drew closer to the fierce tiger poised to hunt.
"The only ones that might still work now are the fierce tiger and the Fierce Beast beside the coffin!"
"I just looked from another direction. From the cheetah's angle back then, it wasn't necessarily looking at that fierce tiger. More likely, it was looking at the Fierce Beast in front of the coffin!"
"But better to be careful!"
At some point, Sun Wen had moved to another position, and he called out to Yu Sheng from a distance.
Yu Sheng nodded slightly and drew closer to the fierce tiger.
In the end, even when he stood beside the fierce tiger, there was no reaction.
"The Fierce Beast!"
"Its pupils just moved!"
Sun Wen suddenly shouted!
The instant Sun Wen's voice fell, Yu Sheng lunged forward and arrived before the Fierce Beast's stone statue, his muscles instinctively tensing as he met its gaze!
Wisps of demon aura spread around the stone statue. Yu Sheng gripped the Giant Hammer tightly and stared into its eyes.
Strangely, however, this demon aura showed no aggression at all. It merely drifted slowly in midair, eventually forming an extremely faint phantom of a Demon Beast that looked exactly like the stone statue.
At first, the phantom appeared utterly bewildered. Only after a full minute did a little life return to it.
It lowered its head slightly, looking calmly at Yu Sheng standing below, its thoughts unknown.
Yu Sheng raised his head and looked back at it.
"The Heavenly Race?"
"No, your aura is different from the Heavenly Race's..."
The phantom had not spoken, yet Yu Sheng clearly "heard" its voice, as though this were some form of mental