y figure speak like this, Lu Xia Tian didn't fully believe it, but he temporarily dispelled his previous thoughts. He had his own eyes, and he would see for himself later. If there was an opportunity,...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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