Whew—
"Cough, cough, cough, what the hell is this, man? How long have I been gone? Who decided to relocate the Human Ancestor Temple?" Wu Liang coughed helplessly.
He had just crawled out of the Ghost Compendium only to have his face covered by a sky full of dust, comparable to a sandstorm in the desert. Not only was his nose in distress, but his entire face was also covered with a thick layer of dust.
He casually wiped the dust off his face, and only then did Wu Liang open his eyes to clearly see the surrounding environment.
He still vividly remembered departing from the Human Ancestor Temple heading to the Fierce Ghost World. The second Supernatural Calamity had just broken out not long ago, and after spending about a month there, he estimated that the real world might already be facing a City-Destruction Level Fierce Ghost.
