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A moment later, Fang Fist's mental endurance reached its limit. An unpleasant squeaking sound came from the darkness, as if the thousand-year-old mansion was slowly opening, but also as if the Netherworld Ghost Realm had reappeared in the human world.

Still, he could not see anything, but it gave him an unimaginable pressure. After Old ladle heard the creaking sound