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"Aiyh, so we still ended up here in the end."
Chun Yangzi, who stood some distance behind Wang Sheng, folded his arms. Even though he was part of the battle, he looked more like an outsider as he watched the surging black smoke swallow Feng Jiu whole, his gaze carrying a trace of complicated emotion.
Why do villains love using black smoke? Are they trying to make themselves look more evil?
The sharp cries of swords rang through the air one after another, forcing Chun Yangzi to suppress his wandering thoughts. He watched as Wang Sheng raised his sword and tore through the sky, charging straight into the darkness without the slightest hesitation.
Every time Chun Yangzi remembered that a small part of his own legacy, the Pure Yang Sword Intent, existed within the sword cultivator before him, a deep sense of satisfaction rose in his heart. At the very least, he had played a part in an event that would shake heaven and earth.
Inside the black smoke, the Great Dao trembled as heaven and earth cracked apart. The space within had practically formed a small world of its own. The Immortal Emperor's—no, Feng Jiu's Great Dao had expanded into an entire domain. That feat alone was already beyond anything Chun Yangzi could hope to achieve.
Concern for Wang Sheng quietly rose in his heart. Very soon, he realized he was far from the only one worried.
The first to rush forward was Erlang, whom the Immortal Emperor had once deeply valued. Haotian had even once considered...
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