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Ding Cheng felt rather depressed.
He glanced at the disciples of Misty Sect, among whom there were dozen or so in the Spirit Sea Realm, and the rest were all in the higher ranks of the Element Gathering Realm, each exuding an astonishing aura that completely overshadowed the people from Beiliang City.
As the ruler of a Two-Star Rank force, he realized that he was even inferior to the true disciples of Misty Sect.
How miserable!
"City Lord Ding, when will the secret realm open?" Gong Qingqiu took out a tiger-shaped jade pendant and handed it to Ding Cheng.
"In about an hour."
Ding Cheng was about to continue speaking, but he heard the sound of breaking air and quickly turned with the crowd to look in its direction.
They could see the lords of Zhongyuan City of South Ming Country and the remaining three major city leaders approaching, accompanied by over a hundred cultivators, all at least at the Element Gathering Realm, with no weak auras.
And further back.
