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Inside the Immortal Asylum, the Primordial Guards streamed in one after another, causing a great commotion. They pressed forward from eight entrances, nearly sealing off every possible escape route for any Old Immortals trying to break free.
"Stay sharp, everyone!"
It was clear that the group of over 250 was dead serious.
Advancing step by step, they finally converged near the Eight Trigrams arena, securing all strategic points. Their white armor shimmered with a cold light in the darkness, each bearing a circular Return symbol on their chest plates, marking their supreme status from the Primordial Ruins.
"Who's in charge here?" Barely had they taken their positions when a young man with golden eyes, Yuan Wu, emerged from the shadows, eyeing the Primordial Guards.
No sooner had he spoken than a towering woman with an unparalleled aura stepped forward, casting a glance at the young man from her elevated position.
"Zhang Qingwei, it's you!" Yuan Wu's pupils shrank slightly, his expression turning somewhat grim. Clearly, he wasn't thrilled to see her.
"Where's the remains of the Nian?" Zhang...
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