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In an ancient underground palace, a man in white strolled into its deepest chamber. He was a middle-aged Sword Cultivator, his eyes like twin seas of swords, casting endless sword shadows wherever he gazed.
"Qian Die?" he paused at a spot, his expression turning icy as he picked up a piece of azure fabric from the ground. His face grew dark and cold.
"Bold indeed, to dare kill one of my Eternal Sword Prison disciples," he narrowed his eyes, his nose twitching slightly. Smirking wickedly, he said, "The scent of a devil? So, the Endless Netherworld has opened its gates too."
With a sudden turn, he strode towards the exit of the palace!
Meanwhile, in the Heavenly Realm, the blood of the human cultivators boiled with fervor. Led by Yun Xiao, they rushed towards the gates of the Heavenly Realm, ready to face the demons at the first line of defense.
"This young one is quite interesting," the solitary figure in white mused, licking his lips. "If it's a final battle, the devil should show up. To dare kill my disciple, you better be someone significant, otherwise... heh heh heh..."
BUZZ! The golden gates of the Heavenly Realm appeared again, sealing its entrance. Amidst the...
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