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But no matter what, with the Corpse King dead, the troubles with the corpses had truly come to an end.
This matter could finally be considered closed.
Everyone let out a sigh of relief.
Through twists and turns over these days, continuous life-and-death battles, and multiple unexpected changes, they had hovered on the brink of death and witnessed scenes both bone-chilling and inconceivable. Now, they could finally ease their burdens and relax.
Mo Hua also breathed a sigh of relief.
He turned and left with light steps.
But, just as he turned around, his heart suddenly skipped a beat.
Within the darkness, he had a premonition.
It seemed as though something fierce had taken residence within him.
This thing was malformed and cruel, like the Taoist Meaning, but extremely twisted, akin to the Corpse King's vile thoughts, brimming with loathing and glaring at him menacingly.
