Destruction

"It's impossible. The entire periphery of the mausoleum was shrouded in the undead storm. Even if Fang Heng managed to escape the mausoleum, given his current abilities, he likely wouldn't be able to avoid the death storm."

"Get ready quickly, Fang Heng had many tricks up his sleeve, and there might be other ways to safely pass through the death storm," Instructor Dickey urged. "Hurry, prepare to open the passage to the death realm."

"Understood!"

The undead council immediately activated the lower-level death realm passage device, waiting for Fang Heng to return.

Meanwhile, the holy weapon was also being prepared.

As long as Fang Heng cooperated, they would be ready to forcibly bring him back at the first opportunity.

Unbeknownst to him, Fang Heng had already become the focal point for the undead council members, as he desperately ran through the mausoleum's passage.

He turned a corner, his brow furrowed.