Trapped In The Grave (3)

They rested for about half an hour. That time frame had not been enough for everyone to recover to their peak, especially Chen Dao who had expended more energy. However, it was obvious that their foe hiding in the dark did not plan on giving them the chance to rest anymore.

"They're coming!" Xiao Lin shouted in a low voice. Sword aura started to form on his blade as he sent out a strong flame. With a power Gu Xiaoyue had given him, it had immediately covered all three entrances, and the heat had only dispersed the coldness in the air.

Boom!

They heard a wail amongst the explosion which caused Xiao Lin to break out in cold sweat. He was someone who was experienced in fighting the undead, and could make out the cry of a banshee. That was considered an upper-middle ranked undead. If they had closed in, then An Luo and Cheng Ming, who had lower levels of perception, might have fallen to them.