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"What? Is it that serious?"
Zuo Feiqing, Hall Master of Tempest Wind Hall, stiffened. Two days ago, the distress signal from the Land of War had shown that the Hall of War suffered heavy losses, yet it should not have been enough to shake the confidence of a seasoned expert like Xu Zhengfeng. For him to lose faith in holding the Land of War meant the situation had worsened far beyond expectations.
Xu Zhengfeng let out a weary sigh. "The situation is extremely dire. The northern barbarians are launching fierce frontal assaults, and they have the demon race assisting them. We have been pushed back again and again. In just a few engagements, we have already lost more than ten Great Emperor experts!"
"What?" Zuo Feiqing's eyelids twitched violently. "When the message came through...
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