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... surface had become a ghost realm.
Fierce winds howled without a trace of daylight, ghost fires flickered dimly, accompanied by screams and rustling sounds echoing all around.
Inside the cabin, there were still a few mortals, the young noble’s servants, and maids, huddled together in fear, their eyes filled with despair.
Fatty Tiger shrank back a bit, "Damn it, this must be the passing troops from some forbidden land. Taoist, the enemy is strong, we should retreat for now ...
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