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... with the Abominations.

For the next 90 years, nothing out of the ordinary had happened.

By now, Shang had been gone from the frontline for 180 years, and he had no idea how the war was going.

But he also didn't give a shit.

In the last couple of years, Shang managed to achieve his final breakthrough.

Now, Shang was at the Peak Void Break Realm.

The Peak of the Sixth Realm.

With Shang's current power, absolutely nothing he could summon with ...

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