The spiritual power of all the wizards surged towards that direction, and soon, everyone realized something was amiss.
"Huh?!"
"Go and check it out." The warlock in a dark blue robe decisively said.
Nine figures darted out from the fruit storage room, flying close to the rooftop towards the northeast.
A kilometer distance was merely a matter of seconds for wizards.
Jeming descended over the manor garden, observing the area from above.
It was evidently a manor that had been abandoned for years.
Most of the roof of the main building had collapsed, vines crawled all over the stone walls, and weeds thrived in the yard.
Yet, the structure of the garden was still discernible, with orderly paths, broken stone sculptures, and a long corridor covered with wisteria.
The corridor was quite long, about a hundred meters, with stone pillars embellished with exquisite carvings.
The ground of the corridor was paved with stone slabs, covered in dust and fallen leaves.
