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"Boss, they said this person's nickname is Nine Spirits Sword Master, a Sword God Palace expert at the Great Perfection of Golden Immortal... He's probably here to cause trouble for Feather God Palace." Nine Spirit Sword Master? The nickname is quite imposing. Master Wang used his true form to transmit his voice and muttered, "Is the Great Perfection of the Golden Immortal realm similar to that of Senior Bai Gu, who challenged the Eight Great Immortal Palaces back then?" "If we follow the rule…-
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pity. Wang Jixuan sighed inwardly. He had originally hoped to see the Feather God Palace and the Dark Sect fight it out, but seeing that both sides had high-ranking officials present, he knew that this local war was doomed to fail. They arrived way too quickly, instantly halving Master Wang's joy. A sharp gaze swept over him, and Wang Jixuan's alien soul shuddered, but immediately regained its composure, revealing no flaws. "You have some nerve." Master Zhihui frowned slightly as she…
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"Fellow Daoist is joking. Who doesn't yearn for immortality?" The Dark Cult Immortal, who was supporting Wang Jixuan, curled his lip, his eyes filled with impatience. But then he realized something was wrong. Why would the person next to him ask him this question? This guy was seriously injured, and it looked like his immortal power had been exhausted by that terrifying magical artifact. Why would he ask this question? Immediately afterwards, the Taoist priest became somewhat dazed. He forgot…
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The sea level was rising rapidly, creating towering waves in the distance; The violent gamma rays, accompanied by intense light, caused surging shockwaves to explode outwards in layers. Beside that sacred tree, a massive mushroom cloud, a fusion of fire and lightning, rose into the depths of the sky. The air within a radius of a thousand miles became incredibly hot, and all cultivators, immortals, and sea creatures within this area felt the allure of the radiation. And Master Wang, the…
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Whoosh! The immortals of the Dark Cult lowered their heads and looked towards the source of the voice. There, a figure dressed in a black robe, surrounded by black mist, stood atop the ruins of heaven and earth, his body covered in tiny scales. If the black aura were washed away, one could see that he was a young Daoist with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, full of spirit, and exuding an aura similar to that of a seventh or eighth-grade Celestial Immortal. He had no physical body; it was as…
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As Wang Jixuan controlled the little black dragon, he felt a chill run down his spine as he watched more than two hundred experts rush towards him. However, he was quite confident in his ability to hide. After all, his current cultivation level is actually among the top tier of these two hundred-plus Dark Cult Immortals. He can only compare to those two Golden Immortal Elders. Wang Jixuan was quite confident about the arrangement of this place. These two hundred-plus streaks of light rushed…
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"Boss, they've made a move!" Master Wang, who was drinking with Han Xiao, was also taken aback upon hearing this. It moved? What moved? Without him even needing to respond, Peony had already deduced what Master Wang wanted to ask based on his micro-expressions, and quickly explained it through Wang Jixuan's hidden earpiece. Master Wang silently set up a protective barrier around his ears. Peony quickly reported: "Just half a minute ago, a group of Dark Cult Immortals quietly made their…
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Why does my nose feel itchy? Han Xiao touched his high, straight nose and stared blankly at the vast blue sea outside the ship's porthole. He only has one word right now. worry. That was genuine sorrow. The alliance leader personally ordered him to find Wang Jixuan's whereabouts, saying that Wang Jixuan should already be in the Immortal Realm. Han Xiao, accompanied by two Golden Immortal Elders—one of whom was his master—searched for several months throughout the Immortal Realm. On…
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"May I come in?" "certainly!" Wang Jixuan opened the door to the private room, and Peony instantly turned the projection screen into a karaoke video. With a hint of disappointment, Xiao Sang, the spirit of the Fusang Divine Tree, walked in and silently sat down in a corner. Xiaohua Ting blinked, leaned closer, and whispered, "What's wrong?" "Those guys are back!" Xiao Sang whispered: "They asked me to answer their call and open this little world, so they could come in." "The tone…
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"strangeness." The Golden Immortal Elder of the Feather God Palace frowned as he looked at the seal in his hand. This seal has been out of use for a long time; The Immortal Realm bid farewell to the era of tribes and races millions of years ago and entered the era of the Eight Immortal Palaces. This seal no longer symbolizes any power; it is simply the key to unlocking the ancient territory of the Feathered Clan, so it has always been carefully maintained. But it was definitely activated just…
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