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A Sword Boat was anchored on a rocky mountain peak in the Greencliff Mountain Range.
The prodigies of the human race's major factions were gathered under the starry, moonlit sky, reflecting on the setback they had suffered at the hands of the White Lynx.
Even with her incomplete bloodline, the Rank Nine Fey King had rendered their divine artifacts ineffective and plunged their souls into helplessness.
The Rank Eight Yuan Qi's towering two-hundred-zhang ape form exuded an overwhelming aura, leaving them deeply awestruck.
That night, their preconceived notions about the Fey Race were dramatically shattered.
The Fey Race was not merely a source of meat, blood, and materials for their pills and artifacts, and the true Great Feys were far more formidable than they had imagined.
The gaps in strength are not insurmountable, Pang Jian thought, sitting quietly in a corner as he silently circulated his energies.
As he observed the stars in his dantian with his divine sense, he noticed faint arcane bloodline lightning representing the Dao of Stars flickering within them.
The Dao of Cold comprehended by the Ice Demon was etched within the crystal core of...
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