Chapter 612: Not Quite Right
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Updated : Jul 9th, 2025
The ghostly black mists hovered in the air, taking on the shape of a man in black Daoist robes.
He had strange features and bright red eyes, and baleful mists churned around him. Countless vengeful spirits and aggrieved souls formed within the mist, as if he were a ghost king straight from the hells of the Netherworld.
"You fled in terror?" said the man in Daoist robes, his sharp voice stinging the ears.
The ghost bats hanging from the nearby peach trees silently opened their eyes. Their...
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