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Standing amidst the hurricanes of energy were eight figures. Even Zhu's pocket space proved insufficient at isolating the energies that surrounded them.
Sun Mengmeng was wrapped in pitch-black flame. The air was scorching and aflame.
Yang Ze was wrapped in a pale blue ocean, shining like a mirror, illusions and mirages surrounding him. Stormy waves lapped at him but didn't expand beyond a certain radius around him, as though he were in a pocket space entirely his own.
Sun Xiaowu was illuminated with golden light, and behind him was the manifestation of a martial god that took on Zhang Lie's form.
Silvery-white light shrouded Li Feng. An arclight dragon coiled around him and soared into the sky.
Wind and storm circled...
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