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"What Heaven Rank is this?" someone couldn't help trembling as they asked.
"Divine Emperor Peak!" exclaimed the Southern Spirit Leader from within Huang City, taking a deep breath. As he looked toward the grey-gold energy, a hint of envy that he himself hadn't noticed slipped into his eyes, a longing for strength. At such a moment, what he needed most was strength! Only great strength could help Little Ninth protect Huang City and maintain the Central Continent's influence.
Sword blade slammed viciously against broadsword, energy roiled and the entire space seemed to twist.
Ming Xiu had clearly seen red in battle, and even now, feeling the Great Elder's strength was not inferior to his own, he still refused to back down half a step. His eyes were sinister, and even while clashing with the Great Elder, his gaze remained fixed intently on the center of the square, where the formation pattern hidden within the Divine Veil was gradually dissipating.
