Everyone's hearts raced as Fang Heng's figure in the mirror began to fade into an ethereal state.
Shi Lipeng fixed his gaze on the mirror, anxious to understand what was happening.
What was Fang Heng planning to do?
He was desperate to know what hidden abilities Fang Heng might still possess.
Suddenly, he rubbed his eyes in disbelief.
What?
Vaguely, he thought he saw a hint of a red moon emerging behind Fang Heng's fading silhouette.
Whoosh!
In the next moment, the entire projection in the mirror blurred completely, making it impossible to see anything within.
"What's going on?"
At the critical moment when the mirror malfunctioned, someone couldn't help but shout out in frustration.
"The mirror has temporarily malfunctioned due to high-intensity energy stimulation," one of the necromancy council members said, glancing at the mirror showing the other necromancy instructors in the death realm, his tone serious. "It's not an issue with the stone slab."
