The group marched through the dilapidated streets of the ancient nether city, the surroundings terrifyingly silent. The air was thick with the stench of decay and death; every step left a distinct footprint in the deep layers of bone ash.
Yun Xiao walked at the very front, suddenly halting his steps with a deep frown.
"Something's wrong," he warned in a low voice. "I smell fresh blood."
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