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The nether clan's upper echelons had to be feeling alarmed after losing so many of their fellow clansmen. Surely, they wouldn't let Liu Wuxie walk away.
"I only fear they won't come," Liu Wuxie said, a sinister smile tugging at his lips. The Great Death Mythical Art was near completion; killing a few thousand more of the nether clan would suffice.
As they traveled through the desert, A'Lei and A'Li quickened their pace, crossing the blazing dunes and collecting several Fire Demon Worms for alchemy.
"The nether clan has retreated to the eighth level," A'Li said, pointing toward its entrance. He found it odd that the nether clan had evacuated entirely from the seventh level and moved to the eighth.
"Looks like they plan to ambush us on the eighth level," Liu Wuxie said, his eyes flashing coldly.
"What should we do now? Do we continue to the eighth level?" Vanya asked anxiously. Entering the eighth level could bring them into conflict with even stronger experts, possibly even nether clan cultivators at the Void Realm.
Although Liu Wuxie had reached the Primal Origin...
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