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... > Even though Lu Quanzhen had seen many Demonic Path cultivators and their methods over the years, he still felt a chill creeping through his entire body upon seeing this White Bone Palace.
At the top of the palace, several flags stood tall, fluttering and rustling in the wind, like a soul-summoning song from the Nine Nether Hell.
Lu Quanzhen instinctively glanced but immediately looked away, not daring to gaze longer, fearing his soul might be snatched by the ghostly eye-like ru ...
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