The End
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
"Hmm, it's only temporary suppression. In theory, we can control him for a long time, enough for us to leave this place."
Fang Heng felt lucky.
This was a gamble.
Moreover, thinking about it carefully, it was a loss.
Previously, in order to be safe, he had released all the power of faith that Gan Honghua had collected over the years, leaving only three bottles to save his life.
He had to use the Book of Oaths sparingly.
He hoped that he could hold on until the zombie clones dug out a passage.
Fang Heng's spirit was perked and he pondered over his next move.
"Let's go. Sheng Tao is still down there. Seal off this place and don't let anyone get close."
Yu Jiayuan nodded solemnly, "Okay."
Everyone returned to the underground resting area.
The zombie clones were still busy digging up the soil to block the other side of the passage.