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The mysteries stretching back through the ages to antiquity seemed, at last, about to be revealed.
Across the vast Land of Death, thick smoke billowed. Magma surged from beneath the ground, and the earth trembled as though something inexplicable was about to happen.
Was it an ill omen? Or the source of some calamity?
Or was it connected to something else?
Who could know?
After Xierjie raced toward the Land of Death with Ailusha, the Half-Elf Queen, the tree demons, and the others, dodging countless dangerous areas along the way, they found that many powerful beings had already gathered there.
One was an enormous Abyss Snake nearly a hundred meters long. Judging by its savage appearance and formidable aura, it had cultivated for nearly ten thousand years. The Dragon-Forming Line running the length of its belly gleamed gold and red, strange and beautiful.
There was also a Winged Demon whose spread wings spanned nearly fifty meters. His imposing features and the aura he radiated were hardly inferior to the Half-Elf Queen's.
Other powerful beings were present as well, each with a formidable aura. They stood together, staring coldly at the force on the other side.
Opposite them were countless undead: pale skeletons, rotting corpses, Abominations, and more. Among them floated several even stronger wraiths. Wisps of white mist rose from their bodies, carrying a deathly chill.
The Undead Clan had appeared here too!
Boom!
Xierjie descended from the sky without a trace of expression. Her immense