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All the primordial gods and immortals were reflected in this glimmer of light. Looking through the radiance, their expressions became hazy, and their powerful auras swept across all directions. Millions of miles away, in a place with an aura as deep as an abyss, an eight-armed demon god materialized out of thin air, roaring at the sky, wanting to share the glory of this aura. On top of Mount Xizhi (Westmost Spirit Mountain), countless temples stood tall. When the overwhelming pressure swept over, on the summit of the mountain, a golden lotus bloomed, encompassing Sumeru, gently deflecting the pressure outside, protecting the pure land of the West.,In an ordinary dwelling in Guangling City, two assailants looked at the terrifying aura that swept across the land. They were both terrified and surprised. One of them, a black-robed Taoist priest, said to the other, whose face was menacing with triangular eyes: “Miaokong, didn’t you say that Louguandao has fallen The highest cultivator in the entire sect is only a Jindan monk, and even an accomplished Dao practitioner can easily be taken down”,Miao Kong filled a bag to the brim with treasures and, looking at the young man's unconscious face, grinned wickedly: "You better come back alive... And, just in case..."。