o Tie Mian.At this point, Xiao Tie Mian had finished teaching the technique and randomly selected a few students to practice. When Fang He Ling's turn came, he stumbled and fumbled through the Dao art...Uncared for in life, unburied in death.

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Born alone, die alone.

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In this world, to have no place to bury the dead is the cruellest of curses.

Even the most vicious curse also means... When it comes to magic, the greatest power.

Yin Guan unleashed a curse, and instantly resentment arose in throngs.

Evil occurs in everyone's heart, growing and spreading.

Within the confines of the ironclad black pillar's imprisonment, an endless torrent of curse power roamed wildly, whipping up a tempestuous wind that felt almost tangible.

This is a tsunami happening in the heart.

If the caravan members had not yet departed, they would have been thoroughly eroded, each one consumed by bitterness and self-destruction, none spared from this frenzy.

Yin Guan cursed as he surged forward, his long hair trailing down to his feet and fluttering wildly in the windless air. It seemed poised to obliterate everything before him, a blaze of fury burning with demonic intensity.

That kind of darkness, it weighs on you, almost suffocating.

Even across the cast iron pillars that pierce through this place!

Having witnessed Yin Guan's power today, Jiang Wangcai realized that the few times he had seen Yin Guan make a move before were like mere jokes, not truly displaying his true strength.

Facing such an Y Guan, even though he was already a renowned genius in Qi State, he couldn't even last a single round.

However, what's terrifying is...

Please note: * I've removed the extra " fallen leaves and the wind rustling through branches, there is a third sound.Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!...yet it is also the first, belonging to the sounds of...