"Yo——"
The strange sound didn't alarm the many disciples of the Divine Thunder Valley, because Spirit Communication Stones were everywhere on both sides of the channel, and the cacophony had long numbed them as they hurried along.
Walking at the front, Lei Chuyu felt a surge of unease in his heart. His strength was formidable, yet he was particularly inept at defending against illusions and attacks on the Divine Soul. Protecting himself was not a problem, but thinking of saving others was nothing more than wishful thinking.
"Woo——"
The air current deep in the channel continued, making it hard to distinguish whether something was roaring or if it was the wind and waves caused by splashing water. The five of them were moving forward in a semi-conscious state, and the howling ahead showed no signs of stopping. Suddenly, Lei Chuyu shuddered!
He noticed that the black water in the channel had long stopped flowing; it was a pool of dead water.
"Be careful!"
He let out a shout!
