t man, a middle-aged man in black robes, slammed his bell against his shoulder with a clang. His aura was formidable and intimidating. 。At this time, even Fu Jiaojiao and the other cultivators of Tian...All around, a heavy and oppressive aura of resentment surged. Lu Xia Tian could sense that within this resentment, there was a mixture of fury, unwillingness, and indignation. Even though the Dragon Soul Armor had mitigated some of it, he still felt the emotional fluctuations brought about by the resentment.

As soon as a group of people entered the gray barrier, they officially stepped into the Dragon Tomb area. A wave of decay, desolation, and profound sadness washed over them.

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