Ever since entering Ten Thousand Ghost Ridge, more than half of the twenty experts sent by the Luotian Sect have been lost.
Gu Sheng has been using this unique environment and the pressure of the strange stones to continuously erode the power of his pursuers.
Yet the remaining few, especially their leader Gong Xuefeng, are far stronger than he anticipated.
"Gu Sheng!"
An angry shout came from afar, and Gu Sheng quickly hid in the shadows.
Gong Xuefeng arrived with the remaining few, only to see several pools of fresh blood on the ground.
"Another three dead."
A disciple's face turned pale.
"All the Life Plates are shattered."
Gong Xuefeng crouched down, touched the blood on the ground with his fingers, and sniffed it at the tip of his nose.
"Just recently dead, Gu Sheng hasn't run far."
"Send word back to the sect, requesting reinforcements."
"Senior Brother, should we retreat?"
"This place is too strange, and Gu Sheng that kid..."
"Shut up!"
