Can not be spread.

"Xi," he turned into a beam of green-black light and entered the crack.

Then, the crack immediately closed and disappeared.

Yu turned around and looked at the bloody, strange, and terrifying third door. His depressed face showed some unwillingness and melancholy, and his figure soon disappeared.

The cold wind howled. On the vast wilderness, the footprints of the living and the dead were quickly covered by the rolling dust, leaving no trace.

As blood gushed out, the door that was made of intertwining giant vines was covered in lumps and tens of thousands of heads were silent, leaving marks on it.

It was as if it had been standing here for countless years.

It seemed that even after countless years, it still remained unmoved.

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You su tomb.

The White fog was thick like a heavy veil, blocking his vision.

In the muddy field, three figures stood quietly.