One night about ten days later, a large wave of spiritual power rippled in all directions like waves, centering on the mountain of the Sang family.

Wherever the spiritual power spreads, there will be a short and subtle sizzling sound in some places.

The little creatures that were sleeping in the forest woke up one after another, and some of them were stirred up, because the clear spirits of the air chirped with pleasure. Some of them suddenly convulsed, fell to the ground and died while spontaneously combusting without fire, and instantly turned into a handful of ashes and scattered with the wind.

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