"Exactly, while they make their move, we seize the opportunity to go in."
Zhao Tianlei nodded and then said, "The rest of you, follow me."
"Yes!"
At his command, everyone quickly followed out.
As their flying boat flew away, the sound of the army's attack could already be heard from behind.
Ning Qi glanced back.
He saw behind them, amid the mechanisms and arrays, a group of warriors emerging.
They were clad in heavy armor, each with hollow eyes.
Judging by their aura, their strength was not inferior to that of the Demon Race.
"These are their puppets, the tomb guardians."
Zhao Tianlei also looked back and, seeing Ning Qi observing, reminded him, "Once we reach their cemetery, we'll encounter these puppets."
"Oh? Their strength isn't weak, we must be cautious."
Ning Qi snapped back to his senses and said solemnly.
"Indeed, their strength is not weak, and many can manipulate the Power of Laws."
"This is inherent to their mechanical secret technique."
