Nana dizzily accepted everything she had just witnessed, yet she still felt something was terribly wrong.
What on earth did this mountain range teeming with undead life have to do with Spirit Hall?!
Naturally sensing the slight fluctuations in Nana's inner thoughts, Huo Yuhao once again condensed a ball of "warm light" in his palm, tossing it toward several skeletal soldiers down below who had tumbled down the slope and were struggling to reassemble their own bones.
Chapter 463