"Hiss..."
Among the skeletal remains on the Hundred Shattered Beast Mountain, many appeared to have been dead for over a thousand years, and their spiritual strength was completely depleted. Intermingled with them were the dried bones of several mountain search teams.
The skeleton was wearing a white or red robe.
The broken Heavenly Group communication device was scattered on the side but still stubbornly communicated the heavenly secret, sending out signals.
"Hiss..."
"Hiss..."
However, nothing was sent out.
"Hundred Shattered...Mountain..."
"Roger..."
"Please return..."
The only communication device that was still in good condition was calling intermittently.
However, before the sound could be heard completely, a foot stepped on it.
"Sizzle!"
Gray mist gushed out.