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When the metaphorical volcano erupted, who cared about the Immortal Asylum? The erupting lava was forming an overwhelming force, looking like it could swallow a thousand Sword Cultivators whole, burning them to ashes with not even a bone left.
"Exile Yun!"
The Sword Cultivators' hearts trembled, turning to stare at Yun Xiao in a daze. They couldn't help but be nervous. Surely, they hadn't bitten off more than they could chew?
At this moment, even the Sword Warden’s heart was pounding.
"If something goes wrong, it could lead to the extinction of the entire Sword Cultivator lineage!"
That would indeed make one an eternal sinner...
In the suffocating moment for these thousand Sword Cultivators, Yun Xiao's gaze swept over Pale Revenant, Moon Fairy, the War Princess, and that group of merfolk cowering in the corner... His gaze finally settled on Mo Jianzhi, Shen Xiaochan, the Dream Demon, and Kun Jiang, the four delegates from the Immortal Asylum on the high platform.
Of course, there was also the Old Immortal waiting to clean up the corpses below the stage.
"No more hiding now, eh?" Yun Xiao thought with a smile. As eight thousand strong were about to cross the stage,...
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