After using the Yellow Spring Water to mask their presence, the group immediately headed towards the palace at the center of the city.
The closer they got, the less damaged the buildings were, and the more exquisite the decorations and structures became, clearly indicating that this was where the fleeing nobility had lived.
However, the chilling Netherworld aura did not diminish; instead, it grew even colder and more intense as they approached the royal palace.
On the streets, wandering spirits roamed aimlessly, their eyes vacant, their minds clouded, and occasionally strange and eerie Dao patterns and pure Netherworld power...
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