Leaving the underground palace, he ran out of the Immortal Tomb Area, and that nine-tiered stone staircase reappeared.
Shi Hao sprinted, fast as the wind, and finally returned to the Wall of Despair.
Clearly, upon reaching here, he also had to retrace his steps along the golden spatial passage, as there were no longer any transport formations.
Shi Hao thought for a moment, stopped, and hid by the side of the wall he had broken through, waiting patiently for those who had found fortune to return.
It wasn't long before a few people fled back, but they weren't Exiled Immortals or the Ten-Crowned King. Clearly, they were still searching for other fortunes.
Shi Hao struck, wielding the ancient coffin which was heavier than a mountain, smashing it down and pinning a person to the ground at once.
This was an ancient freak, yet currently, he saw stars, his whole body went limp, unable to muster any strength, having been clobbered unexpectedly.
