Nonsense.

Who’s injured? "We just missed out on a chance to reach the Daeclon Rank.

We're just trying to come to terms with it,” Princess Lumia retorted, her eyes flashing with irritation.

“Sigh! Why did the Dark World’s Demon have to be Forty-nine? Why couldn’t it have been Yaquis or Nando instead?” Matias shook his head frustratedly.

Hearing their exchange, Wayra settled to the ground and snorted contemptuously, “Weren't you two the ones so set on letting him go? Are you regretting it already?” Matias rolled his eyes, and replied, “I simply can’t bring myself to be someone with ingratitude.

My Grand Patriarch warned me that if I did something like that, even if I were to reach the Daeclon Rank, I would never reach the Daeclon Mahayana Rank.” Wayra scoffed, “That's absurd.

Then, how did someone so wicked like Yaquis surpass us in cultivation?” “You're so clueless.

Before the Daeclon Rank, one has to rely on talent and luck.

Rank, one’s past deeds will play a great part and one will have to confront

peerless powerhouse won’t be able to overcome a deed

the Daeclon Rank’s Daeclon Mahayana Rank.” Wayra

him go, but are just afraid of hindering your path to reaching the

urged, “Alright,

still

have to quickly

happened just now is

leave but crashed into an

did Forty-nine teleport us to? Why is there a barrier here?” “Let me try again.” Wayra

he charged toward

thud, he was

you alright?” Matias supported Wayra, confusion etched

“Fuck off.

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