The ghost cultivator was dead.
His black robe fell into Zhuang Zhou's hands.
But after the sculpture of the Heavenly Demon Rakshasa absorbed all the ghostly energy from the ghost cultivator's body, the black robe seemed to turn into an ordinary long robe.
Plain and unremarkable, it no longer exuded any force of death.
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