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After a series of turns, Yang Xiao finally returned to Rongcheng by noon, had a simple meal, washed up, and lay down on the bed. He hadn't closed his eyes for a whole day and night, and by all logic, he should have been very tired, but while his body was fatigued, his mind was exceptionally active.
The moment he closed his eyes, images flashed through his mind: the Drama Robe, the Human Bone Staff, Huang Sanbing, Yanhe Tian, the Staff Killing Elder, Mo Daidai, and the face of Nalan Shuo.
Too many things had happened recently. He briefly sorted out his thoughts, focusing on two urgent matters. The first was the weird stone idol in Mo Daidai's hands. That thing was extremely sinister, and if all went well, he would soon enter the Nightmare World with Tong Han.