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Gu Qingshan walked alone along the deserted shore, gazing at a Giant Ship not far away.
"A ship again." Gu Qingshan's expression was complicated.
The last time the Ghost King Contention took place, there had been a ship just like this one.
But this time, things probably wouldn't be so simple.
Gu Qingshan vanished from where he stood and appeared directly on the deck of the Giant Ship.
"Now everyone's here!"
Someone spoke.
Gu Qingshan looked around. Asura, humans, immortals, divine beasts, and evil ghosts had gathered here, each with a different appearance and manner.
These dead came from the other seventeen levels of hell. They were the outstanding figures of the Past Era in the Six Paths of Reincarnation, and the leaders of each level of hell in the present day.
"Hmph, looks like he's a swordsman."
A long-nosed monster transformed into human form snorted.
There was a hint of unease in its voice as it shifted a little to the side without drawing attention.
Sword cultivators—
These practitioners were rarely even-tempered. They'd draw their swords and fight to the death at the slightest disagreement, and the closer you were to one, the harder it was to guard against.
The others remained silent.
Just then, the Giant Ship shuddered and began to move.
It sailed slowly out into the boundless sea.
The sky rapidly darkened.
Night fell.
A full moon rose.
The shore was no longer visible. All around them stretched a sea shimmering with ripples of light.
Gu Qingshan looked down.
The Bone Ring between his fingers trembled faintly once more.
In an instant, a line of Crimson Small Characters appeared before his eyes:
``` "From this moment on, time here will diverge from the flow of time in the outside world."
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