Everyone else nodded.
Yan Bing didn't speak, but his gaze swept over the bronze statues.
The next moment, all the bronze statues, just like the previous one, instantly turned into ice sculptures and then shattered.
To Yan Bing, saints seemed no different from ordinary people.
Whether it's one or ten, they seem to be easy to kill.
Of course, this is something only a demigod of Yan Bing's level could do.
A weak demigod could never have it so easy.
As for Yan Bing's strength, Ya En and the others had become accustomed to it.
The group continued on their way, and on the way, Lu Ning suddenly thought of a question.
He looked at Yan Bing and asked, "Why did you come here?"
The others were taken aback and all looked at Yan Bing.
Previously, Yan Bing's aura was too strong, and since they were not familiar with him, they didn't even dare to speak much.
Everyone remained quiet throughout the journey.
An Lan, Ya En, and the others were all very curious about why Yan Bing was here.
Unexpectedly, Lu Ning asked the question.
Yan Bing calmly said, "The cracks here are quite large."
The group was somewhat confused.
Lu Ning asked, "The crack is quite large? What kind of crack?"
"The wall...the last line of defense."
Upon hearing this, An Lan and the others were struck dumb, their eyes widening in shock.
wall……
They had seen the oracle of the Hand of the Underworld during the previous 233rd mist.
As mentioned above, cracks appeared in the wall.
Could it be this crack?
Is the crack here relatively large?
So there's something wrong with the defense barrier here?
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