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"Resentment?"
Qin Jun's face was full of confusion. Could Jin Chanzi mean that all of this was just an illusion, a spiritual assault crafted from resentment?
If that was indeed the case, why had his formation secret characters failed to work, and why hadn't he sensed the approach of the dark shadow?
Jin Chanzi also had many doubts in his heart, but he was certain that all of this was the resentment of a powerful being who had died.
Suddenly, the ground below them began to explode, as huge rocks and clumps of earth were thrown upwards amidst deafening roars, as if the apocalypse had arrived.
"I hope Yang Jian can pull through!"
Qin Jun prayed silently to himself. After being reminded by Jin Chanzi, he actually began to worry that Yang Jian might stumble.
