Li Guicang died a wretched death.
Thus, his lingering soul harbored boundless resentment, transforming into a ferocious and vicious ghost yearning to devour anyone in its path.
Yet those delicate, bright peach blossoms seemed completely indifferent. They gathered Li Guicang's lingering soul and divine intent—which had burst forth from his body—along with his spiritual essence that had not yet completely dissipated, binding them together into a bizarre ball of light.
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