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... ver, no one spoke, they just silently cheered for him.
The next moment, Master Daoist Zeyang moved, stepping onto the Netherworld River, standing in mid-air.
An invisible pressure immediately bore down on him, followed by countless howls ringing in his ears.
These sounds were not the savage, bloodthirsty roars of demons, but rather emotionless, cold, and shrill screams, as if they were suffering endless torment.
At the instant they appeared, Master Daoist Zeyang’s ...
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