"What tremendous brute strength."
He had actually been sent flying in a single blow. Shi Yongheng climbed to his feet, rubbed his shoulder, and loosened his muscles.
From that strike by the desiccated corpse alone, he could roughly gauge the strength of its original body.
It was at least no weaker than the late Inscription Realm, its toughness nearly reaching the Array Formation Realm.
"Crack, crack, crack..."
A group of desiccated corpses in the street began to stir. Following the blue-faced corpse, they marched toward Shi Yongheng.
Sensing danger, Shi Yongheng hurried back, only to discover in astonishment that the way he had come had vanished.
Where was the city gate? There was only a barren stretch of land.
When he turned back again, he was even more speechless. The street had disappeared, and even the entire city had vanished without a trace.
"I actually fell for it?"
He began to recall what had happened. After thinking it over carefully, he realized that he had overlooked quite a few details earlier.
First was that medicinal field. It could not possibly have been preserved so perfectly intact.
After enduring the ages of antiquity, even if everything had not withered away, it should not have looked as good as new.
"Perhaps the Heavenly Palace I saw earlier was fake as well."
The thought flashed through his mind as his gaze returned to the charging corpses.
There was not the slightest fluctuation of rune power coming from these corpses. They were clearly ordinary puppets.
"I'll deal with you lot first."
Sword intent surged as he took the initiative to meet the corpse fiends, and battle erupted at once.
Being unable to use rune power had barely any effect on him.
With this group of corpse fiends, their physical bodies alone could not even