Gu Sheng's face was solemn, his right hand tightly gripping the Vermilion Bird Tear Stone, with crimson energy rushing like blood through his meridians.
"Head over there!"
He suddenly pointed to a huge pit area in the distance filled with jagged rocks.
"The magnetic field there is special; it can weaken their advantage!"
The two of them carved two residual shadows across the wasteland.
Behind them, Luotian Sect disciples were scattered in an ambush, with Xue Haifeng at the forefront, a flash of cold light in his eyes.
"Spread out and surround them, don't let them escape!"
"Gu Sheng, are you sure this will work?"
Ling Xiao asked urgently while sprinting, his voice shredded to pieces by the rushing wind.
Determination shone in Gu Sheng's eyes.
"Let's bet on it! In the pile of strange rocks, our physical strength advantage can be fully realized!"
While they spoke, they had already charged to the edge of the pit.
The scene before them was astonishing.
