Tomb Cluster.
The sky was pitch-black, and the night held no light. Endless darkness filled this place. It was where the Undead dwelled, a land of tombs.
An aged figure walked through it alone.
His back was hunched, his gaze solemn, his eyes fixed straight ahead as he pressed onward without hesitation.
"That kid was swallowed here..."
As he spoke, he raised a hand and instantly crushed the internal organs of an illusory bat spirit from afar.
With a pop, fragments of the bat spirit smashed onto the ground.
Where the bat corpse fell, countless bodies had already piled into small hills. They were all creatures from this Tomb Cluster that had tried to attack the old man, only to be killed by him instead.
This old man was none other than Zhang Tian, the man who had once looked down on Fang Yi the most.
When the Dark Tide had descended, all of them had left and returned to report Fang Yi's death to the Spirit Association. Yet now, he had come back here alone.
Zhang Tian could not explain why, but he wanted to find Fang Yi... even if it was only to retrieve his body.
He felt guilty.
Looking at the familiar scene before him, Zhang Tian seemed to see the image of that young man being swept inside reflected in his pupils. Before everyone's eyes, he had been silently carried away...
A dull ache immediately spread through his heart.
Since ancient times, heroes had emerged from the young.
And Xia Kingdom's brightest spark had been Fang Yi. Yet because of his mistake, that spark had been buried alive within the tide!
It was all my fault!
This was all because of me!
The Dark Tide had been triggered when Zhang Tian touched the Tombstone.
If he