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This, in turn, had led to a room within the Drunken Fairy Tower,
where the gazes of the Family Heads looking towards Luo Yao couldn't help but reveal a trace of a different implication.
However, no matter what,
since they had chosen to come here, since they had chosen to join the camp of Luo Yao, the next in line to become the Family Head of the Luo Family,
it seemed to them as if they had already won.
At this moment, Zhen's gaze shifted to those Black-clothed Cultivators who had also reached the Mortal Transcendence Realm.
"Your fate... will only be the same as his."
Zhen's voice was hoarse and deep, exuding an unquestionable authority.
The Black-clothed Cultivators looked at each other, panic flashing in their eyes.
They had not expected this seemingly unremarkable old man to possess such formidable strength.
"We have no way out now."
"Charge!!!"
