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Inside the pitch-black manor, a red lantern drifted toward them, radiating a scarlet glow. Strangely, the light seemed sealed within the lantern itself, utterly failing to illuminate the surroundings.
The lantern floated to the doorway and stopped right in front of Zhang Yuanqing. Between him and the red lantern stood only a single threshold.
He could clearly sense it. Beyond that threshold lurked a ghost, a shrill and sinister one, but no matter how hard he stared, he simply could not make out its form in the darkness.
He silently channeled the Power of the Dark Moon, ready to activate Soul Devouring at any moment.
The Nocturnal Specter was a natural suppressor of spiritual entities, provided those entities did not exceed his own level.
Something reached out from the darkness. Zhang Yuanqing squinted through the faint red glow and saw a hand with dark, bluish black skin and nails as black as coal.
The ghostly hand clutched a stack of red covered invitation cards and seemed to be waiting for him to accept them.
He didn't take them, but the ghost hand kept offering them regardless. The two sides remained locked in a standoff, as if neither was willing to back down.
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