Standing atop the golden beetles, Mu Qing slightly tilted her head, and a trace of surprise appeared on her face at almost the same time.
A strong stench emanated from the extreme distance of the Whitebone Wastelands, suddenly accompanied by the sound of rolling waves, and then a rolling gray aura approached.
The gray aura stretched beyond sight, and as it swept past, the bones on the ground rose up one by one, forming skeletons of various strange shapes.
These skeletons varied in size, their eyes glowing bright red, looking towards Liu Zu and the other Abyssal Chasm creatures.
In the blink of an eye, the gray aura almost reached the vicinity of the Abyssal Chasm demons.
The low-rank demons of the Abyssal Chasm were all in a turmoil.
Han Li's face changed slightly, and he couldn't help but glance at Mu Qing in front of him.
The woman's expression remained calm, without a trace of surprise, seemingly having anticipated this scenario.