Many Hands Make Light Work

The Lich's soul flew back to the cave buried deep underground, submerging into a dusty clay pot.

Beside the pot lay a naked, desiccated male corpse—the Lich's spare body.

After its physical form was destroyed, its soul suffered some damage and needed to recover within the Phylactery before it could inhabit the spare body to move about.

However, no sooner had its soul entered the pot than Fang Cheng followed it, emerging from the ground nearby.

Without the soul leading the way, he truly would not have been able to find this place, buried over a hundred meters underground, in such a short time.

The Phylactery vibrated violently as the Lich's soul flew out, ignoring its injuries to dive headlong into the spare body.

The corpse's eyes snapped open, glowing with eerie green ghost fire.

It leaped up from the ground, shouting strange, incomprehensible incantations.

A multitude of white bone claws erupted from the ground, reaching for Fang Cheng's legs. Simultaneously, the entire cave began to shake; it intended to bury Fang Cheng alive along with it.

A scorching radiance instantly illuminated the pitch-black cave. Two Solar Rays shot from Fang Cheng's eyes, piercing through the corpse's head before he dragged his gaze downward, slicing it vertically in two.

The Lich's soul flew out, submerging back into the Phylactery.

Fang Cheng used Vector Control to shatter the bone claws on the ground, then flashed forward and smashed the Phylactery with a single punch.

The Phylactery had been imbued with powerful defensive spells and curses, but they were completely ineffective against Fang Cheng's overwhelming strength.

The clay pot shattered into pieces, and the Lich's soul dissipated with a howl. A pitch-black Key fell out from within.

As the cave began to collapse, Fang Cheng picked up the Key and departed using