Chapter 270: The Saint Tier Mage
Ansu sprinted at high speed through the tunnel.
A strange, rustling sound followed him like a shadow as countless undead pursued him through the darkness.
But for him, the trouble was more than just the pursuers behind him.
The passages of the karst caves had suddenly become like a labyrinth; no matter if he turned left or right, he would eventually wind back to his original position.
Ansu stopped, panting for breath, and stared at the familiar path ahead by the dim light of the torches on either side.
He had clearly run a long distance, yet he was met with the same rock walls and the same flickering firelight...
It was as if he were caught in a ghost wall.
He took a deep breath and stepped forward once more.
The scene before him suddenly distorted, and the familiar plaza reappeared.