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Blade Qi seeped from the edge of the Ink Blade, brutally striking the chill energy that was attacking.
With just one strike, it annihilated it.
"Ugh!"
A slightly pained grunt came from not too far away.
Someone was there!
Qin Niu's nerves instantly tensed.
There was actually someone in this space—who could it be?
Could it be an adventurer like him, who came in searching for treasure and then accidentally got sucked into this space?
"Who's there?"
Qin Niu bent over to pick up two stones from the ground, while sternly calling out.
That person had just launched a chill energy attack at him, clearly harboring ill intent.
This time, three streams of chill energy assaulted him.
Coming from different directions.
They were filled with an evil presence, carrying a dense scent of death, similar to the chill energy that descended from the branches of the Ancient Banyan Tree.
