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The dark and damp underground cave seemed to have been crafted by human hands, a spacious expanse large enough to accommodate an army of ten thousand, with an indescribable aura slowly permeating the air.
Fan Wu was already a towering figure, but his head was still several zhang away from the cave ceiling.
It was estimated to be several zhang in height.
One zhang is more than three meters, so that was at least a dozen meters.
The spreading aura, hard to describe in words.
Made Fan Wu feel somewhat odd.
This feeling of strangeness was not from fear, but from unfamiliarity.
In these days, he had encountered wandering souls, evil ghosts, zombies, heretics, monks, Taoist priests, strange creatures, The Great Revered One, City Gods, Yin Envoys, Witch Immortals... What hadn't he come across?
Yet now, the peculiar aura he sensed gave him a very unfamiliar feeling.
Could this mean...
There was something "new"?
