"Let's see what happens first," Wang Ziwen said.
Many who didn't get along with Ye Hei chose to wait and see. Of course, some also chose to help, such as Lin Jia, Liu Yiyi, and even Li Xiaoman.
Xiong Ba stood to the side, hands clasped behind his back, exuding a powerful aura that deterred anyone nearby from approaching or disturbing him.
RUMBLE! RUMBLE! RUMBLE!
Before long, the reddish-brown earth suddenly began to emit waves of these deep sounds. The vast, empty land started to shake, as if thousands of horses were galloping across it, or as if a furious ocean tempest was surging.
"It's a superstorm on Mars!" Kaid, who had come with Li Xiaoman, paled and exclaimed in halting Chinese.
The faces of everyone else changed dramatically.
However, when they saw Ye Hei still calmly constructing the altar, they suppressed the fear in their hearts and curbed the impulse to flee. Ye Hei is so composed; he must have something to rely on.
