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... cultivators from other planets widened their eyes, trying to see what was happening, but even the Nascent Soul Overlords like Heavenly Lord Anpo was unable to see clearly. Billions of people on Earth could only watch through the blurry image brought by the satellites and try to guess.


However, everyone was able to see an Overlord enveloped in an aura wielding a golden halberd, hovering among the cultivators in that sea of blood, high above the sky. His black hair fluttered and his e ...

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