“Yubei, you’re here.”
Li Molan’s smile was relaxed and carefree, as if it were a moment of leisure between a couple.
In front of her, a massive altar was continuously devouring the original soul power, the Netherworld Talisman flickering with symbols, countless ghostly flames tearing through the sky.
The Soul Tomb opened, and the deep roar of an ancient beast echoed through the clouds.
The sky darkened, lightning and thunder clashed, and the fierce cold wind was disoriented by the chaotic space, carrying drizzling rain that fell randomly.
Tens of thousands of souls were once again stripped of their...
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