Ashmier stared blankly at the Dragon Witch King for a while, then shrugged helplessly. "What pitiful students. Then, including that idiot Asir, it's obvious they've been controlled by the Curse Spirit Ancient Mausoleum! This is the Curse Spirit Ancient Mausoleum's specialty—using dreams to tempt intelligent creatures, offering them lavish benefits, luring them step by step into corruption until they finally destroy themselves and everything around them."
Frowning, Ashmier muttered to herself in confusion, "But why would he attack those poor little things? Could it be that he wasn't happy fighting me for fun, so he's trying to break through my blockade and escape into the world outside?"
Lin Qi and the Dragon Witch King were struck speechless with horror. After a long while, Lin Qi finally gritted his teeth and barked, "Don't waste any more time. Let's move! Curse Spirit Ancient Mausoleum—we need to get it under our control as soon as possible. I don't want any accidents."
Just think of Heaven Mountain when it had once gone out of control. To suppress Heaven Mountain, the Tiger Clan had paid a terrible price. If the Curse Spirit Ancient Mausoleum successfully broke through Ashmier's blockade, escaped this dimensional space, and reached the outside world, then without a force like the Tiger Clan to suppress it, who knew how much destruction it would wreak with the strength it had displayed?
A vast host of more than ten thousand skeleton monsters clad in armor of every color emerged, crowding around an enormous, magnificent carriage. Above this gorgeously dressed procession floated over ten thousand skeleton mages in robes of various colors. And pulling that carriage were, astonishingly, thirty-six colossal bone dragons.
"What a pity—no flower petals, no perfume!" Ashmier looked at her grand ceremonial procession and sighed in dissatisfaction. "Whenever I traveled in the