own, Lu Xiaotian was a bit unsure how to face Xiang Qingcheng. He wasn't stupid; he knew Xiang Qingcheng's feelings very well. It was just that he already had several messy relationships behind him. U...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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