Long Tian's eyes locked onto the towering castle in the distance, his demeanor unyielding, devoid of fear or hesitation.
"I wonder if the fallen mentioned by the six-armed man is the God of Death," he muttered, his voice carrying a blend of curiosity and determination.
Without wasting another moment, the ground beneath his feet splintered, and he surged forward, a relentless force headed for the grand palace.
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Meanwhile, in another location...
Stab!
The sound of metal meeting flesh echoed through the air as the final sword thrust impaled the chest of a middle-aged man. His long, dark hair, now tainted with crimson hues, framed a face contorted in disbelief.
"I-impossible... I am the strongest..." his voice trailed off, dissipating into the ether along with his evaporating body.
"Pant! Pant!" Lei Guang gasped for air, his body collapsing onto the ground, utterly drained after the grueling battle.
