A vast dark forest, a deafening explosion echoed, a giant crimson mushroom cloud soared into the sky, faintly mixed with the wails and howls of ghosts and wolves.
Deep within the dense forest, a grey-robed elder of average stature stood in front of a colossal corpse, with the ground littered with numerous large pits billowing black smoke.
A blood-colored phantom with a green face and fangs emitted a chilling aura not far away.
"An Eighth Rank Mid Stage Scarlet Flame Leopard is just so-so. I hope the Lin Family's small world contains precious resources."
The grey-robed elder muttered to himself.
Sun Mang, a Mahayana Mid Stage, hails from the Myriad Ghost Sect.
He collected the corpse and walked forward, the blood-colored phantom followed, and both the man and the ghost disappeared into the dense forest.
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A series of undulating green mountains, tall and densely forested.
