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?

revealed a flicker of

power, you

ignited a furious rage within the male

swing his saber but abruptly halted, a amuri curling on

place, my strength doesn’t amount to much, so the souls on

seemed like villains always met their demise due to

of this male cultivator truly embody

words, memones of Terence’s previous words flooded in mind–the fron

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gaze

truly showed no regard for human life, ruthless and merciless in

left unchecked, the entire world would be consumed by anguish and suffering, with blood flowing

individuals, his eyes emanating

person in God’s

“Haylan, scared yet?”

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

all there is to say. Since you refuse to submit, death is your only

and aimed it at Hayian’s forebeati However, just as he was about to launch his

moment, Haylan’s voice unexpectedly materialized from behind him, laced with a subtle trige of “You

disbelief as those words

uttered a single syllable, the voice underuably echoed

behind.

When did you manage to

could regain his composure, a shrill scream pierced the air emanating from

cultivator swiftly spun

astonishment, another Haylan stood

Haylan’s gleaming dagger had already pressed against

“This…”

unfolded before their very eyes, both the male and female cultivators from the Saber Sect were

it an

truly possess

fixed upon Haylan, only to witness his

an eye.

now, there were two Haylans, audaciously defying the limits

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could learn

Hver you been

him like a

at fear and

and

his spirit destroyed. A bloody hole

died with

road witnessed something unimaginable

her

her own saber and unleashed her full strength.

with

Even her saber

matching Terence at the sixth

manage to take down

leaving her

I have no choice but to retaliate.

will be your

intet peating than tus sword

wat statered leaving a gruesome, bloodied hole between her

souls had

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female cultura campled to the pond, mamoring speakable

of

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it appears pour sorting more then feeble weakling”

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