62 Calling for Help

"Let's go."

Li Ying led the way; everyone else followed behind him and guarded the surroundings.

The mountain road near the giant peak was uneven and filled with pits and potholes. Some of them were actual footprints left by giant beasts, while others were pits created by Astral Pets battling. The pits were not filled with rainwater; it was thick, dark blood teeming with germs and emitting a foul stench.

Fan Ganglie and the others were seasoned explorers, and still, they frowned because of the pungent smell.

Su Ping ordered Little Skeleton to stand guard by his side and keep an eye for any sudden attacks.

"This is…"

Not long after he left, Li Ying made a sudden stop. His gaze was focused on a brownish-colored rocky depression on the surface. There was a hand hanging there, and a black metal bracer was covering it.