A figure flashed, and Zhao Guang appeared directly in another location.
Short-distance instant teleportation, it must be said, this space magic is so convenient.
With a casual flick of his hand, a Space Blade bisected the undead in front of him; the half containing the head was still desperately crawling towards Zhao Guang, as if it wanted to attack this living person who had suddenly appeared.
Zhao Guang stepped forward and crushed its head with a foot, and only then did the undead cease to move.
"This strength, already at the peak of an intermediate warrior, those guys couldn't have neglected to clean up this ruin."
Zhao Guang felt speechless. If those people really had done so, then the dangers within were not as simple as they appeared on the surface.
Zhao Guang continued deeper into the interior, spending the next two days exploring the surroundings. Although the most central part was the ruins of the former Imperial Palace, which he, as well as others, knew about.
