"Woe to you, woe to you, how can the king be so impulsive!"

Terrifying to the ghosts in the netherworld, even the ghost king will retreat from the pale blue soul fire, flowing like a river under the dark sky, crisscrossing and crisscrossing the entire sky.

On the staggered river of soul fire, two towering figures can be seen towering like magic mountains, engaged in fierce battles, and the blood and hair that render the flames fall from the air from time to time

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