C346 Burial Ground(12)

Just as they felt that there was no hope of escaping this time, they looked at the approaching Soul Claws, as if they were the scythes of death, about to swing above their heads.

The entire Spirit Burying Land, or rather, the entire dream that Meng Wuchang had created, suddenly shook slightly. Along with the shaking of the formation, the entire space seemed to ripple like layers of water ripples