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"Hei Tang, save me!" Wu Qi cried out, struggling to move his mud-like body. His voice was laden with deep emotion, trembling at the end, betraying his extreme agitation.

Clearly, the swarms of black birds blotting out the sun were the work of someone named Hei Tang, undoubtedly a reinforcement from the Soul Hall.

Mo Qianqiu's face darkened as he silently gazed at the deep pit before him