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On a dimly lit, yellowish star, He Motian's towering body sat upon a colossal lotus platform like an imposing mountain.
Several mysterious demonic realms flickered in and out of existence behind him, some filled with joyous celebrations or engulfed in the flames of war, and others nurturing all manner of demonic creatures.
As a high-ranking God, He Motian's soul and consciousness were capable of connecting to many demonic realms at once.
"Fan Qi is dead." A deep, resonant voice echoed from a blazing demonic realm. "The one from the Abyss killed Fan Qi and absorbed both his soul and demonic essence."
A look of surprise flashed across one of He Motian's four faces. "Is he trying to consolidate...
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