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With his sword, Wang Sheng slaughtered the immortals. Ghosts and fiends lost their worth; specters and wraiths found no place to exist.
In one moment, spiritual power was drawn, intoxicating the eastern region of the grand array. He then controlled the four poles and soothed the purple wind.
Clad in dark robes and withered wood, he fought relentlessly. Spiritless shone, and heavenly tribulation stirred. No matter how fearsome one's Dao name could be, they still ended up dying and becoming a heroic ghost.
Two days after the middle array was breached, cultivators started barging into the central ring.
Wang Sheng took out as many as he could while there were still only a few intruders. From south to north and east to west, he fought over forty fierce battles, slaying more than fifty of the Heavenly Immortals who had charged in first.
Most of the cultivators that Spiritless had cut down had reached the peak of their realm but couldn't break through to the Golden Immortal Realm. Aside from rare fated opportunities, they had little remaining hope of advancing. Hence, they came here to gamble everything.
A few also came solely for the Daoist heritage. They hoped to ascend in a single leap, seize the Great Dao of Life, obtain supreme treasures for protection, and overturn an unsatisfactory immortal life.
Still, the ones who left the deepest impression on...
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