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Wu Liang sat in the rented ghost vehicle speeding towards Mount Tai, the realm referred to as "Great Qin" of the First Emperor, complaining about the shaky ride.

Actually, on his first day in this Fierce Ghost World, he wanted to directly use the rented ghost’s ability to reach Mount Tai, but the rented ghost delivered bad news—his ability couldn’t be used normally here.

At that time Wu Liang didn’t understand why, thinking it might be the restrictions set by [Gh ...

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