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Ye Qing and Wang Yang gasped when they looked at the pit on the ground. Literally everything from the edge all the way to the bottom of the pit were corpses and bones.
Just how many people had died in this temple?
“Mara Buddha…”
“Mara Buddha…”
The demonic voice resounded once more, and the corpses inside the pit suddenly came to life. They piled on top of one another and formed several humanoid corpse giants about thirty meters tall.
The giants were all shaped like a monk, and their posture was similar to the giant behind the withered corpse’s back: left hand facing upward to hold up hell, and right hand facing downward to master humanity.
“My Mara is merciful…”
“My Mara is merciful…”
The corpse giants mouthed demonic, mind-warping curses to stun Wang Yang while bringing down their right hands to crush him. However, Wang Yang obviously possessed a Strange Artifact that protected the mind because he only blanked out for an instant before regaining his sanity. A feathered fan immediately appeared in his hand.
The feathered fan was penta-colored—red, orange, blue, black and purple—and looked like it was made from the feathers of five types of unique birds. The colorful lights intermingled with one another while seven extraordinarily handsome divine birds sang and danced among them,...
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