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In the space-time sealed by the Golden Formation, everyone's eyes were fixed on the miserable-looking Jian Wushuang. They could feel his extremely weak divine power aura, and his nearly dried up divine power.
If there was one word to describe the current Jian Wushuang, it would be that he was at the end of his rope!
It was obvious that he had reached his limit.
At least, that was what everyone present thought.
"Heavenly Sword Marquis."
A deep voice rang out, but it was the powerful Light King who spoke, "I, Light King, have roamed the Divine Beginning Realm for so many years. Among the Immortal Saints, there are very few that I like. As for those that I admire, there are none. But today, I have to admire you. I admire the vast divine power you possess! Ah!"
