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Many Daoist priests, Spirit Guards, Black Robes, nearly ten Heavenly Beings, and hundreds of Xiantian Beings wielded high-grade firearms, talismans, and various spiritual objects and treasures.
Such an assembly would force even a Zaohua-stage Heavenly Being to retreat, as there would be a slim chance of victory. Fighting to the death would likely result in a pyrrhic victory.
Yet, True Lord Siming remained utterly unafraid.
Although his flat-topped crown was shattered, True Lord Siming still exuded an imperial majesty. His billowing sleeves continued releasing endless streams of yin energy, while the patterns on his Twelve Ornaments Robe seemed to come alive, writhing as if ready to detach and transform into tangible objects.
Once the encirclement was formed, a barrage of firearms, talismans, and flying swords rained down upon True Lord Siming. Each strike created ripples, like on the surface of water, distorting and blurring his figure.
While these attacks did not harm him directly, they served to...
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