Repair

Fang Heng stepped forward and squatted down to inspect the magic array slab.

"Great, the stone slab is still intact, and the magic array on top has already been repaired by the Wood tribe. No need for further repairs."

As for modifications... He'd make do for now.

Fang Heng placed the sacrificial jar he had brought in the center of the magic array.

Under his control, over a dozen zombie clones took their positions in various corners of the dimensional absorption magic array.

"Let's get started!"

Fang Heng took a deep breath, and the illusion of the magic array in his right eye began to spin rapidly.

"Chi, chi, chi..."

As the magic array slab beneath his feet spun rapidly, the ground trembled slightly.

In the distance, tall figures gradually emerged from the vast white snow.

While controlling the magic array, Fang Heng glanced at the monsters emerging in the distance.