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"The Primitive Planet still has many abominations."
A stellar powerhouse sighed deeply, his profound eyes fixed on the ancient planet as he spoke.
The beings of the Dao Realm number in the trillions, not just on the Primitive Planet, but also across the countless races in the cosmos.
Beyond its unique geographical location, the Primitive Planet also holds most of the Dao Realm's fortune.
The races of the cosmos have thought about attacking the Primitive Planet, but they are simply no match; too many emperors have emerged from there, and they have left behind an abundance of legacy. With dozens of emperor-level divine weapons, if they really took action, then even if all the races from the cosmos joined forces, it wouldn't be enough to contend with them.
"This is truly shocking, even the reappearance of emperors would not be so, would it?"
The Celestial Elder stared at the shattered Ancient River Forbidden Land, his eyes filled with a complex emotion.
