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When Ling Jue landed in front of the tomb, a sudden gust of cold wind blew him far away.

When he got up, his jaw dropped.

What a violent aura! It was even more brutal than the aura underneath the Spirit Pool of the Devil Clan, and it was filled with resentment.

Ling Jue cautiously shouted, "Wushuang, is Wushuang you?"

No one responded. Only the wind around them became more and more fierce