ineering force of a sword that shakes the eight wastes.”The young man in black muttered to himself, struggling to recall the ethereal sword embryo he had witnessed in the Misty Palace. One sword came...All around, a heavy and oppressive aura of resentment surged. Lu Xia Tian could sense that within this resentment, there was a mixture of fury, unwillingness, and indignation. Even though the Dragon Soul Armor had mitigated some of it, he still felt the emotional fluctuations brought about by the resentment.

As soon as a group of people entered the gray barrier, they officially stepped into the Dragon Tomb area. A wave of decay, desolation, and profound sadness washed over them.

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