Chapter 1002

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brellas a ale made wider people til as chirgh in mateme divite muntain be done in their

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 flicker of

you couldn’t have

blatant taunting ignited a furious rage within the male

to swing his saber but abruptly halted, a amuri curling

my strength doesn’t amount to much, so the souls on this blade all hail from the

villains always met their demise due to their own

actions of this male cultivator

Terence’s previous words flooded in mind–the fron Cruel Levers unleg. acre upon the mortal world every 300

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his gaze

and truly showed no regard for human life, ruthless

entire world would be consumed by anguish and suffering, with blood flowing like oven.

individuals, his eyes emanating an

to exterminate every single person in God’s Land

“Haylan, scared yet?”

fear but erupted into laughter From the male cultivator’s perspective. Haylan was already a helpless prey, while he held the

you refuse to submit, death is your only

it at Hayian’s forebeati However, just as he was about

from behind him, laced with a subtle trige of

in disbelief as those words reached his ears.

hadn’t uttered a single syllable, the voice underuably

behind.

did you manage to creep up here?”

scream pierced the air

cultivator swiftly spun around,

Haylan stood menacingly behind

Haylan’s gleaming dagger had already pressed against the trembling female

“This…”

both the male and female cultivators from the Saber Sect were petrified with terror, their eyes reflecting sheer dread.

an illusion?

Haylan truly possess such unfathomable

only to witness his abrupt appearance behind them

an eye.

were two Haylans, audaciously defying the

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the

mil

main zulmat grachaalt faching

(fleech with chocberleri

(RAS) ANYONE could learn such a

you been to God’s Land and

af him like a phantom

at fear and danger, causing his heart

timisel; and

spirit destroyed.

died with

road witnessed something

on witnessing her

her own saber and unleashed her full strength. The saber

Favaan with then

was insurmountable. Even her

God Realm, even matching Terence at the sixth level when she

could ever manage to take

Baviar, leaving her

you’ve chosen to provoke me. I have no

be

at ran intet peating than tus

a gruesome, bloodied

their souls had to

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cultura campled to the pond,

of God’s

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sorting

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