Hearing my words, Saron spoke with obvious pride. "If I could borrow a body, dealing with a few white bones wouldn't be trouble."
Saron stopped talking for a second, then went on. "But...even if I killed those white bones, I couldn't shut down this formation."
I felt my face go pale.
If we couldn't stop the formation, more martial artists would keep dying. I might not make it out either.
"Bang!"
Right then, another martial artist's divine sense got ripped out. His body hit the ground.
"Ah!"
More and more martial artists around us were losing their divine senses. The panic kept spreading.
I stared coldly at Iris Darren in the distance. My face looked worse and worse.
Nobody dared step forward now. Whoever did would be next.
Iris Darren stood there with his hands behind his back. He watched everything happen quietly.
The pleasure on his face was disturbing.
"Mason, we can't just sit here. Let's fight him!" Bella Tad squeezed his fists and shouted.
