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Deep inside a treacherous rift valley of the Nether Realm.
"Senior Sister, be careful. Let's avoid speaking if we can."
Figures with jet-black wings drifted through the air. These fiendish beings did not have particularly strong auras, only barely reaching the Primordial Immortal Realm, and their foundations could not compare to those of Primordial Immortals outside the Nether Realm.
Most of them were yin cultivators—cultivators tainted by the turbid breath of the Nether Realm. They themselves could not pursue high realms; it was rare for them to even reach the Heavenly Immortal Realm.
On the other hand, their breakthroughs came far more quickly than those who cultivated with pure qi. As long as it could strengthen them, they would use any method, no matter the cost. In a way, that was its own kind of balance.
At a corner of the rift valley, two common venomous insects clung to cracks between the rocks, quietly observing everything in their surroundings.
After being out for so many years, not having a few shapeshifting techniques… would be pretty embarrassing.
Having cultivated for so long, Mu Wanxuan had long surpassed her dear...
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