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A powerful soul fluctuation emanated from deep within the mountain.
Even without releasing his golden divine soul, Pang Jian could sense the unique aura of a powerful Ghost Race warrior when his Sword Boat approached the base of the mountain.
His golden divine soul, infused with divine consciousness, possessed a sensitivity far surpassing others with the same cultivation realm.
"Alright!" Zhu Wenle decisively agreed. Turning to his subordinates, he commanded, "Stay here. I'll drag out the mastermind myself."
With that, he shot toward the towering mountain, his massive fan trailing behind him.
The warship hovering in the air adjusted its angle with a loud rumble.
A row of azure-gold cannons on the ship aimed at the mountain's summit, ready to annihilate any Vicious Beasts that showed themselves.
Huff! Huff!
At that moment, a thickly furred creature emerged from the murky river, heaving labored breaths.
The creature had a broad frame and was ten zhang tall. The flesh beneath its black fur twisted and churned, oozing a blood-tinged fluid that filled the air with a nauseating stench.
Deep crimson...
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