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In the northern part of Junzhou, within Pingkang Prefecture.
In a tiny village on the outskirts of the county town, home to barely a dozen families and long since abandoned by the "Dragon Qi Prohibition."
It was the time when the noon meal should be cooked, yet there was no sound of human voices, nor could one see even a hint of smoke from cooking fires.
An appalling stench, as if it could sear one's nostrils, enveloped the village from above, casting a dingy, greasy pall over everything within it.
Drip, drop...
There were only the disgusting sounds of slurping and feasting coming from the largest house in the village.
In the dead silence of the village, it sounded all the more sinister and terrifying.
At that moment, a pitch-black cloud rode the wild wind from north to south, rapidly approaching.
Boom! Boom! Boom!...
The thick clouds rolled continuously, with a sound faintly resembling thunderous war drums echoing within.
