Aura of Yin fiend energy filled the entire sky.
Halfway up, the peak of the mountain had actually collapsed, the mountain path split in two by tumbling rubble, and several short-lived souls were instantly buried beneath the ruins, clearly beyond saving.
Uncle Wang carefully put away the jade hairpin, lifted his gaze to look ahead, where a dense, bustling crowd was blocked, mixed with the angry, dissatisfied curses of several attendants:
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