Chapter 1002

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Bagobert Viss, kuramine jesmos, at the cubovators with a smule radius of the King’s Platform were

ant de chivators hom Saber Nect and Haylan

Continent, expectescend a við, ha pupils contracting dramatically

oh hopes had been to beak through to the God Realm from the god–class level.

pilens vullocanon, he waned tapped in the god–class realm unable to achieve that coveted

teak begh

an be kell this. Kostnadible and verifying presure, he couldn’t help but be overwhelmed with astonishment Ders Make lokaleves with the male

from the Saber Sect, his expression deadly serious. “So, have all libe God Real become Cod Realin ones

whang The

canos

smoked, blowing,

of Saber Sect stares at Haylan, his face etched with seriousness. gittener that angered the cultivator “If you’re hoping to plead for merry, forget about it

sting your breath on him?”

Though. Why are

The female cultivator who had res insats he’s strong enough to be

ned silent, saddenly spoke to her companion. Since he was able to kill Terence, it

we need to pesoesture the bigger picture and eliminate him?”

Hearing this Solar shook his head belplessly. He never expected this seemingly reserved woman to possess such

much jessitiess

wan ham to grasp the reason for his impending demise.”

The male cultivaten who had unleashed his true power already envisioned victory. He fixed his gaze on Haylan and asked,

dan, do you know why it’s so challenging for God–Realm experts to appear in the mortal world?”

Harlan’s curiosity as piqued

use they are bound by the laws of the mortal realm As for the specifics, I can’t disclose them. That’s all I can

As the male cultivator spoke, he approached Haylan

In his hand, a blood–red saber materialized exuding an unfathomable aura of malevolence.

Even without asking Hadan could sense that this blade had absorbed a substantial amount of murderous intent, bearing

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withers to the lives at had claimed

“The tormented souls on your blade, are they not frots your sade” Hayian suddenly mystiredi

“Why do you ask?

face revealed a

your power, you couldn’t have slain anyone there”

blatant taunting ignited a furious rage within the male cultivator

swing his saber but abruptly halted, a amuri curling

the souls on this blade

always met their demise due to their own

actions of this male cultivator

flooded in mind–the fron Cruel Levers

Ann

of fury coursed through Haylan, his gaze turning ity and hus

regard for human life, ruthless and merciless in their

anguish and suffering, with blood flowing like oven. “God’s

gaze on the two individuals, his

in God’s Land surged even stronger

“Haylan, scared yet?”

Haylan was already a helpless prey, while he held the power of iffe and death. The angrier Haylan became, the more content the

you refuse to submit, death

losing interest in Haylan, the male culuvator raised his blood–red saber and aimed it at Hayian’s forebeati However, just as he was about to launch his attack, Haylan’s

from behind him, laced with a subtle trige of “You are getting ready to face

contorted in disbelief as those

uttered a single

behind.

you manage to creep up

a shrill scream pierced the air emanating from the female cultivator standing just behind him.

swiftly

another Haylan stood menacingly

pressed against the trembling

“This…”

cultivators from the Saber Sect were petrified with

an illusion?

Haylan truly possess

been fixed upon Haylan, only to witness his abrupt appearance behind them

an eye.

were two Haylans, audaciously defying the limits of

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the

mil

zulmat grachaalt

(fleech with chocberleri

ANYONE could learn such a technique

Hver you been to God’s

af him like a

fear and danger, causing

and

completely, his spirit destroyed. A bloody hole

died with

road witnessed

stream on witnessing her fellow

unleashed her full strength. The saber

Favaan with

brand Havian was insurmountable. Even her saber beam

matching Terence at the sixth

could ever manage to take

leaving

I have no choice but to

will be

ran intet peating than tus sword

wat statered leaving a gruesome, bloodied

their souls had to

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to the pond, mamoring speakable hormons

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