The closer he got to the cliff, Lin Chang'sheng felt his body growing even more exhausted.
It seemed like just lifting a leg had become a struggle.
And there, right at the edge of the cliff, were plenty of humanoid stone statues.
These stone sculptures appeared to have stood here for years, many of them covered with wild weeds.
"A force field?"
Lin Chang'sheng couldn't help but wonder to himself—could this cliff be the very heart of the Ling Jiu Mountain Range?
He'd considered simply flying across the chasm, but now it seemed basically impossible.
He'd run this far and was now at a true dead end.
Whoosh—whoosh—whoosh—
The very next moment, Shen Chi and his group landed not far in front of Lin Chang'sheng and the others, fierce looks on their faces.
Though Shen Chi and company had broken through the grand array Lin Chang'sheng laid down, they were a complete mess themselves.
