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

you

a furious rage within the

poised to swing his saber but abruptly halted, a amuri curling on his

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

like villains always met their demise due to their

the actions of this male

soon as Hylan heard those words, memones of Terence’s previous words flooded in mind–the fron Cruel Levers unleg. acre upon the mortal world every 300 years.

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

no regard for human life, ruthless and merciless in

be consumed by anguish and suffering, with

on the two individuals, his eyes

to exterminate every single person in God’s Land surged even

“Haylan, scared yet?”

was already a helpless

all there is to say. Since you refuse to

However, just as he

laced with a subtle trige of “You are getting ready to face the specter of death,

cultivator’s face contorted in disbelief as

in front of him, hadn’t uttered

behind.

When did you manage to

the male cultivator could regain his composure, a shrill scream pierced the air

cultivator swiftly spun around, his eyes

astonishment, another Haylan stood menacingly behind

gleaming dagger had already pressed against the trembling

“This…”

unfolded before their very eyes, both the male and female cultivators from the Saber Sect were petrified with terror, their eyes reflecting sheer

it an illusion?

possess such unfathomable swiftness?

upon Haylan, only to witness his abrupt

an eye.

were two Haylans, audaciously defying the limits of possibility!

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the

mil

grachaalt faching and finally vanishing

(fleech with chocberleri

learn such

Hver you been

from af him like a phantom

zoverveiveintier) is an mtense sense at fear and danger, causing his

timisel; and Havimi

completely, his spirit destroyed.

He died with remaining

witnessed something

her fellow cultivator’s

ununentned her own saber and unleashed her

Favaan with then

was insurmountable. Even her

even matching Terence at

could ever manage to take down

nulifted by Baviar, leaving her deeply bewildered.

gure dove Bure you’ve chosen to provoke me. I have no choice but

be your

than tus sword struck the woman’s forehead.

a gruesome, bloodied hole

Realm. their souls had to be utterly obliterated.

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cultura campled to the pond, mamoring

thought the people of God’s

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