Ye Jingchen paused, but he didn't say anything and just ordered guards to give them two shovels.
Su Zheng had already joined the team. With claws sharper than any shovel, he exerted strenuous efforts to dig up the ground.
"Haha!"
A voice as weak as a whisper came from the mountain path, "It's useless. You can't save them... By the time you dig a hundred feet down, they will have already been smothered to death."
The woman in red cast a chilling glance at the gray-robed man, "Alas, you're not dead yet? I really admire you! You just don't die no matter how much you've been beaten or burned!"
On the mountain path, the gray-robed man's body had already been scorched. Jun Fengling had sliced off the flesh of his body piece by piece, and the white bones were exposed. Even so, he was still gasping and feebly glaring at Jun Fengling.
"What are you doing here?"
