Zou Huan had only managed to run for a couple of minutes before coming to a screeching halt in front of a burnt down building.
There was a strange energy in the air and a smell. It was not coming from the innumerable corpses that were littered all around him nor was it coming from the undead that were close enough to be heard by most ordinary people. Somehow, it smelled even worse than decaying corpses.
His brow locked in a tight furrow as he carefully examined the surroundings for any strange happenings but could see nothing. The vibrations and the energy from the fight between Hao Xuan and the minor demon could be felt even here, greatly obstructing Zou Huan's spiritual sense.
Left with no other choice, Zou Huan closed his eyes and summoned his mind palace. It started with a single misty silhouette above his head but the number kept increasing until there were Seven Mind Palaces.