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As the terrifying auras descended upon the world, everyone present felt an overwhelming sense of pressure.
A hundred and sixty-nine people.
At the helm stood a middle-aged man in black robes. He held a sheathed long saber in his left hand, his long hair cascading down his shoulders, eyes deep and unreadable. An invisible, commanding presence radiated from him.
He was beyond the Divine Realm.
Behind him stood nine mysterious figures clad in black armor, also cultivators beyond the Divine Realm. Each exuded an aura far surpassing that of the Divine Realm.
And behind these nine stood the rest, every single one of them at least in the Divine Realm. More than that, each one's aura was significantly stronger than that of the Divine Realm cultivators in the Divine Continent.
They were from the East Desolates.
A mighty universe civilization, one that had once warred against the peak of the Divine Civilization. Though they lost, they remained alive, and now, they had returned for vengeance.
Sang Mei looked at them without any surprise. She turned to the Great Daoist Brush Master and said, "The East Desolates Ruler brought them here through a mass sacrifice?"
The Great Daoist Brush Master nodded.
"Because of you?" Sang Mei asked.
"Yes," replied the Great Daoist Brush Master.
"You've committed a grave sin," Sang Mei said softly.
He glanced at the kneeling...
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