1458 Asking for Guidance
The soul brand required very little soul power and not much mental strength. It could withstand the branding of tens of zombie clone at the same time!

Fang Heng was even more excited.

Since he couldn’t run away in a short period of time, he might as well take it slow and take this opportunity to slowly imprint it!

If he managed to get his hands on a commander-level Ice Bones, wouldn’t he be rich??

With that thought, Fang Heng was no longer in a hurry. He immediately called for the zombie clones in the outside world to commit suicide and revive themselves.

!!
The area where the Holy Light aura fluctuated was quite wide, and there would definitely be no problem for a thousand zombie clones to stand there.

Even ten thousand zombie clones could fit in a small crowd!

Even if the success rate was 0.000001% and multiplied by 10,000 times, there was still a 1% chance of success!

As long as he kept trying, he would always be lucky and succeed!

…

Outside Frost Hell, as the Hunting Day event ended, the metal gate at the entrance of Frost Hell slammed shut.

A federal soldier ran over hurriedly and whispered a few words into Zheng Yuping’s ear.

Elisa looked anxious and asked, “Mr. Zheng, is there any news about Fang Heng?”

“Yes, from the information leaked by the Culodi Trading Company, Fang Heng might have encountered trouble and is trapped inside.”

Hearing this, everyone’s expressions immediately became very ugly.

This was bad.

It would be a whole month before the next opening of the Frost Hell.

Based on past experience, no one had been able to survive for a month inside.

Elisa was worried and said anxiously, “Let’s go and ask the City Lord and ask him to help open the city gates…”

“It’s useless.”

Wendy shook her head and pressed down on Elisa’s shoulder, saying, “The city lord will not easily open the gates of the Frost Hell. The Rand Chamber of Commerce is worthless in his eyes.”

Zheng Yuping took a deep breath.

He knew very well that staying in the Frost Hell for a long time was destructive to players.

The players stayed inside and even if they kept swallowing potions, their HP would not stop dropping.

As for Fang Heng, he might be fine for the time being.

After all, he had been observing Fang Heng previously. Fang Heng’s attributes were extremely strong. He had not even drunk a bottle of potion before and had taken it all head-on.

Fang Heng probably still had a lot of potions on him.

Relying on the potions, Fang Heng could still persist for a long time.

However, as time passed, the players would develop resistance to the medicine. At that time, they would not be able to withstand it at all!

Fang Heng, that fellow…

He was terrifyingly strong, but he always liked to go to dangerous places.

He couldn’t let anything happen to him!

There was only one way now.

Go and ask the old captain for help!

Only the captain had the ability to bring Fang Heng out of that place.

…

In the real world.

Necromancer Association.

“Whoosh!”

Inside the room, a dark golden magic array appeared on the ground.

Buzz…

The light quickly dissipated, and Fang Heng’s figure appeared in the magic array.

“Phew!”

Fang Heng exhaled heavily, and the frost on his body quickly melted.

After the Hunting Day ended, the negative effects of the Frost Hell increased. A large amount of cold air gushed out from the gap in front of the great sword. Fang Heng would receive a large amount of fixed damage every second if he stayed there.

Although he could still withstand it with the undying body effect, Fang Heng would still feel pain, and it was that kind of bone-chilling pain!

The cold aura was even attached to the surface of his body with ice crystals.

Once he stayed in the same spot for a few minutes, ice crystals would appear on his body and even his movements would be hindered.

Helpless, Fang Heng was not a masochist. After forcefully holding on for a while and realizing that there was no good solution, he chose to go offline.

Fang Heng quickly thought about it.

It wasn’t dangerous to be temporarily trapped in the Frost Hell, but the barbarian realm was a little troublesome.

The Holy Court and the North District Federation were watching from the side.

For safety’s sake, it was best to think of a way to get out of there as soon as possible.

There was nothing he could do even if he couldn’t escape. He could only go back and think of other ways to obtain the brilliant crystal.

He remembered Teacher Dickey had finished his seclusion last night. Teacher Dickey was very experienced and would definitely give him some suggestions. He would go and ask Teacher Dickey about the situation first!

After making up his mind, Fang Heng put on his hood and mask and hurried to look for Teacher Dickey.

After all, he was still trapped in the Frost Hell in the game.

The special way to enter and exit the game was Fang Heng’s secret.

He tried to hide it.

…

Teacher Dickey had just finished his seclusion last night.

On the second day after his seclusion, the students who came to look for their mentors formed a long line.

After such a long time, many students encountered many difficulties in their cultivation and wanted to ask for advice.

Once there were more people, there would be a long queue.

Apart from these, there were still many miscellaneous matters of the association waiting for Teacher Dickey to handle.

Seeing the necromancy attendant leading a scholar to cut the queue and be the first to meet their mentor, the students could not help but cast envious looks at him.

Only the exclusive disciples of the mentors could enjoy this privilege.

In the study room, Dickey was napping on a wooden chair.

He was a little tired from reading the documents that had accumulated for several days.

“Please come in.”

Hearing the knock on the door, Dickey woke up and looked up.

Even though Fang Heng was wearing a mask, Dickey could sense his aura immediately.

Seeing Fang Heng looking for him, Dickey’s mood improved a lot.

“Fang Heng, you came at the right time. I was talking about you with a few old men yesterday…”
Dickey raised his eyebrows. His gaze could not move away the moment he sensed Fang Heng’s undead aura.

He stared at Fang Heng, his face quickly filled with surprise.

Necromancy! Advanced!

In just a short month, he had already advanced to advanced necromancy!

This also meant that Fang Heng’s initial soul strength was definitely not low!

Genius!

He had never been wrong. Fang Heng was a genius in the study of necromancy!

Hahahaha!

Good! That was awesome!

Those old fellows would be so jealous of him!

The smile on Dickey’s face widened.

Fang Heng nodded respectfully and said, “Teacher.”

“Come, come, sit down and talk.”

Dickey warmly invited Fang Heng to sit down and nodded with a smile. He asked, “I heard that you went to Punoze. How was it? Is everything alright over there? From the looks of it, you should have successfully completed your cultivation.”

“Yes, some time ago. It was fine at the beginning and I successfully passed the cultivation. However, I encountered a little trouble before.”

Fang Heng nodded and quickly recounted what had happened when he was trapped in Frost Hell.

Dickey’s expression gradually turned grave as he listened to Fang Heng slowly narrate the entire matter.

After hearing everything and learning that Fang Heng was temporarily trapped in the game, Dickey could not help but let out a sigh.

“Fang Heng, I’ve heard some things about the Frost Hell. Back then, the Holy Court wanted to completely seal the source of the shady line, but they still suffered a small loss at the last moment.”

“Teacher, what is the source of the shady line?”