Tonight, with all the ghost servants bowing down, no one can dull the sharpness of the West State Boss!
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In the dream, Qing Lu Ancient Immortal looked towards the present world, an indescribable expression on his face.
He saw in the night sky, the West State Boss had already lifted up the Thousand Leaves, while the myriad ghost servants knelt forward, extending their claws toward the Thousand Leaves... Are they going to unleash the soul-capturing desires accumulated by countless ghost servants over millennia?
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Whoosh...
The cold night wind blew in.
Bai Mo raised the Thousand Leaves high.
From all directions, the myriad ghost servants beckoned, using their power to capture life souls, pulling at the soul fire in each leaf of the small tree!
Each leaf's soul fire could burn for a thousand years.
But under the beckoning of the ghost servants, this soul fire accelerated its burning, hastening towards extinction.
Each small leaf swayed madly under the capture.
