The sky was pitch-black, and the chilling wind howled with eerie sounds, resembling both weeping and laughter. The towering, bizarre rocks looked like monsters, appearing gloomy and terrifying from a distance.
Places like this were crawling with demons and evil entities, somewhere righteous cultivators would not easily set foot, yet they were the absolute favorites of demonic cultivators, ghost cultivators, and evil cultivators.
A ripple of Spiritual Power suddenly surged across the damp, black ground, and a burst of brilliant white light shot outward in a circle, colliding with the strange rocks with a muffled "thud."
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