"Why don't these clay people have false souls after they die?"
Jin Fengyu searched through the corpse of a clay person, his brows furrowed deeply.
Liu Mei also searched, but found no trace of a false soul.
Not only them, but other Mountain Patrol Generals also searched, yet found nothing.
Seeing this, everyone's brows furrowed even deeper.
However, the attack from the clay people at the scene became more fierce, leaving them no time to think, forcing them to continue fighting.
Once all the clay people were cleared by the Mountain Patrol Generals, they had suffered heavy losses.
Many Mountain Patrol Generals were seriously injured. If it weren't for timely support and close cooperation, many might have already fallen.
The ground was covered with traces of soil, but there was not a single false soul.
Seeing this, Jin Fengyu mused, "This is very strange, everyone be careful."
