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The instant Liu Wuxie stepped into the main hall, boundless dark energy rolled toward him like a tide. Everyone seated there had terrifying cultivation, yet Hua Feiyu was nowhere to be seen.
At the head of the main hall sat an elderly man in black. He was the patriarch of the dark lineage, Makurat, a descendant of Makuvert.
Everyone's gaze was pinned on Liu Wuxie, carrying ill intent.
"Greetings, Patriarch Makurat." Liu Wuxie stayed courteous. With his master in their hands, he clasped his fists and lowered his stance. After all, he sought them for help.
"So, you're Liu Wuxie!" Makurat spoke without the slightest emotion. The Dark Elves had long settled into their current way of life, yet black magic made them fear the light, even warping their temperaments.
The Light Elves carried brighter dispositions, while the dark ones sank into gloom. That difference split the two factions. Even so, gloom didn't automatically mean brutality. Regardless of faction, the Elven Race lived peacefully on the Elven Star and rarely invaded anyone.
"That's right!" Liu...
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