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Yet just as his gaze lifted from the endless slaughter beneath his feet, the disturbance within the great void suddenly intensified. Waves of soft white light flickered into existence, cascading downward like a surging river.
Li Ximing observed in silence, making a quiet judgment within his heart, It's coming from the direction of Mount Changhuai.
Unfortunately, the white light only flickered briefly. As though drawn by some unseen force, it quickly gathered back toward the center, vanishing as suddenly as it had appeared.
Li Ximing cast a few more glances around. Finding nothing out of place, unease began to stir in his heart. The surroundings were silent and shrouded in darkness, and not a single Purple Mansion Realm cultivator had appeared.
Where have all the Wu State cultivators gone?
With no other choice, he returned to the manifest world, riding the wind as he surveyed the area. Even then, he found no cultivators clad in Mount Changhuai attire. As he continued his inspection, he could only shake his head in silence.
Beneath his feet, the grand formation flickered in and out of existence, appearing fragile under the glow of firelight. A crowd of cultivators hurled their dharma artifacts at it, each strike producing thunderous bursts of sound.
After all, he was a Purple Mansion Realm cultivator. Though unfamiliar with Wu...
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