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... en the level of their strength.

Prime Puresmoke from the Martial Sacred Land spoke up at this time.

“The demonic invasion is upon us, fellow daoists. There is no way out. Why don’t we call upon our inner fires and make our final stand against the demonic army? Whether we win or lose, we at least will have made the most out of a lifetime’s worth of cultivation. Our deaths will be worthy in our ancestors’ eyes!”

Though she was a woman, she demonstrated unparalleled grit at this ...

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