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Boom! BOOM! BOOOOM!
The living might not have noticed a thing yet, but within ancient ghost street, the world was being torn asunder.
All the ghostly buildings trembled violently. The bricks and stones paved along the streets suddenly shot into the air like swarms of grey butterflies, fluttering upward only to disintegrate mid-flight, vanishing like paper offerings tossed into a blazing wind.
The source of the tremors was at the far end of ancient ghost street.
Even from the entrance, one could see the grand, eerie spectacle unfolding in the distance.
There loomed a towering, ancient bronze gate, rising into the clouds and lost in the churning grey mist.
Its once-proud bronze rings were now rotten and crumbling. The beast heads that held them were eroded and indistinct, like some forgotten ancestral mansion newly unearthed, worn down by centuries of decay.
Suddenly, those beast heads twitched, as if waking from a long slumber. Pale eyes snapped open one by one, and even the rusted bronze rings twisted into wide-open jaws bristling with jagged teeth.
It was as if the ancient ghost street itself had come alive.
These were the Nine Gates, each one bearing a dragon’s head.
And now, those dragon heads were...
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