Chapter 82: Mr. Jiang, the victim, reminds you to beware of new types of fraud in the Spirit Realm
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A desolate stone path appeared in front of Jiang Lu.
The surroundings were an endless wasteland.
Looking up, a red moon was suspended in the sky, surrounded by a deadly silence of pitch black.
On both sides of the stone path were bottomless abysses, their depths leading to unknown places, while the path ahead was shrouded in a mist.
The sounds of tides, whispers, and mutterings penetrated everywhere, constantly invading Jiang Lu's mind.
For some reason, the scene before him felt intensely "curselike," but the taste was somewhat off.
His assessment was: a poor imitation of curse culture.
A contract demon with no legs, floating in the air, held a chain, which split into five branches at the other end, each tied around Jiang Lu's neck and limbs.
The demon turned its head, urging impatiently,
"Move it! Betrayer! Your punishment awaits ahead!"
Its raspy voice, like metal scraping metal, was jarring and unsettling.
However, Jiang Lu was not afraid.