Luo Wuwei thought he had killed everyone and destroyed all the evidence, leaving no trail behind.
But he was completely unaware that in this world, some spells are specifically formed from the dead.
The dead do not lie; they are far more trustworthy than the living.
Ren Feifan placed the Ancient Dust Sword into the mysterious space, then a few formation flags appeared in his hand.
These formation flags each contained the attributes of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, making them the optimal tools for forming an array.
But not here; this particular array required the aid of moonlight and the essence of the sun and moon.
He cast a glance at the cages and, without paying further attention to the children inside, walked directly outside.
When Ren Feifan stepped outside, he pulled out his phone and dialed Wang Zhen's number.
The phone rang twice before it was connected.
"Feifan... is it really you? You've returned?" Wang Zhen said with emotion.
