Driven either by curiosity about the mysterious object or by confidence in his own powers, Li Shaqing, the vice president of the Cultivator Association, now stopped Yang Yilong and headed straight toward the bone mural ahead.
At this moment, no one opposed his actions.
Everyone needed to directly understand just how malevolent the mysterious object described by Zhang Lei was; could it be that even cultivators who had opened their Spiritual Realm couldn't resist it?
"The influence of this mysterious object diminished significantly after I damaged it," Li Yi's eyes gleamed as he noticed that a halo still enveloped the area around the bone mural, covering roughly seven to eight meters.
That is to say, one would only be affected by the illusion of the bone mural when they approached this range.