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In the former territories of the Star River Alliance in the Dark Abyss Continent of the Third World, Sha Jia of the Celestial Race sat in quiet meditation atop a white jade platform.
Pairs of pure white wings spread wide behind her, drawing in the radiance of the stars and moon from above, exuding an aura of purity.
"Your father has fallen."
Her words were like a sharp blade in Xuan Ying's chest.
Below the platform, Xuan Ying trembled.
Her eyes, usually sharp as a blade, only held deep sorrow as she lightly clutched her armor-clad chest.
She pressed her lips together and remained silent for a long time. Then, she summoned the demonic blade that had fractured mountains and kingdoms, channeling her divine soul into it to communicate with the Great Demon God.
Desiring Pang Jian's Abyssal Demon Sword, He Motian had sent her father to the northernmost region of the Fourth World, ordering him to retrieve the sword and place it upon the Demon Lair as an offering to the Primordial Demon.
Xuan Ying had every reason to demand an explanation from He Motian after receiving news of her father's death.
My father...
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