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Command center, Mount Pingdu.
"What is going on?!" Chi Ling shouted as she watched the synchronized feed on the main screen. The speakers around the room relayed her words.
The footage from the transfer station showed events that had happened several minutes ago. It opened with a ferocious ghost that was over sixty meters tall and shrouded in black mist, leaping out of a ring-shaped mountain. As it emerged, it brought with it a billowing surge of devilish qi. It began seizing and devouring the black-skinned fierce spirits.
The video then shifted to the skies above Fengdu City, where the twelve cultivators were retreating with their backs to the Eighteen Levels of Hell. They had clearly realized that they were no match for the monstrous ghost in a head-on battle. Hence, they had chosen to withdraw for the moment.
However, a human-sized black shadow blocked their path. Dense black mist also surrounded it.
An elder from the research institute raised his voice.
—That's devilish qi, not yin qi from the Small Nether Realm! That black mist is very similar to what once appeared at Ziyan Temple!"
"It has to be...
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