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A powerful group emerged following the cold shout. At the forefront was a middle-aged man with a square face, sideburns, and a sword on his back.
The moment he appeared, everyone, including Long Chen, felt an instinctive shudder deep in their souls. This person was definitely a terrifying sword cultivator.
He wasn’t just any sword cultivator. Primal chaos qi swirled around him, signifying his status as a Divine Emperor from the primal chaos era. Though he had yet to summon his Divine Emperor Crown, his presence alone was leagues beyond Hou Tianwu’s father and the crone from the sea whale race. They simply weren’t on the same level.
Accompanying him were many young disciples, each carrying a sword on their...
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