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As her gaze landed on the Cursed True God, it’s tightly shut eyes suddenly opened.

What?! Ye Qingtang was stunned.

Almost at the same time that the Cursed True God’s eyes opened, deafening howls rang through the deathly quiet Cemetery of the True Gods.

The humans embedded in their ground with only half their bodies showing, suddenly opened their eyes, which glowed a vivid red.
They opened their bloody mouths and howled endlessly.

“What’s happening? Are these people not dead?” Little White Tiger looked at the reanimated bodies under his feet as a shiver ran down its spine.

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The dead people stared on and they howled like haunted ghouls.
Their mudstained hands clawed upwards maniacally.

“Save me…”

“Let me die…”

“Someone, save me.”

Sorrowful cries filled the Cemetery of the True Gods.

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The hairs on the Little White Tiger’s back all stood on their ends as the dead people clawed upwards desperately, grabbing hold of its legs.

Caught in the middle of the bodies, Ye Qingtang was dragged to the ground by gray hands as well.
These creatures were no longer humans.
Their red, glowing eyes stared blankly forward as they reached out relentlessly, trying to grab hold of anything alive.

They were desperately trying to pull Ye Qingtang and Little White Tiger down with them, as if wanting them to become a part of the Cemetery of the True Gods with them.

Ye Qingtang lifted her hands and dark flames shot out.

The ashy hands retracted hastily as her flames touched them.

Taking the opportunity to free herself, Ye Qingtang extricated herself from their clutches.
But before she could even catch her breath, she saw Jiang Shaobai, who had fallen off Little White Tiger’s back, being dragged into the ground by the endless sea of arms.

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