Fang Heng looked around the altar again.
It was clear that a fierce battle had taken place here.
He remembered hearing from the Dark Clan that the Empress had been heavily drained of her elite forces in the Abyss of Despair. To maintain the operations of the Abyss, she had been seriously injured...
This matched up with what he knew.
Fang Heng lowered his head and pondered, closing his eyes as he recalled the scenes he had seen during his meditation by the Nether River.
No, he couldn't find any more clues.
Opening his eyes again, Fang Heng tried several more methods, attempting various rituals and academic techniques, but nothing seemed to affect the orb in the space.
It wasn't just him—even the soul warriors from behind, who had been trailing him, couldn't get near the area where the orb was located.
Helpless, Fang Heng decided to head back for now.
He needed to consult the undead council to see if they had any insights.
