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... Shen Mountain Ancestor fell from the sea of clouds. Although he was a Daluo Immortal, he was now gasping for breath like a mortal. More than exhaustion, he was mainly frightened.
Having cultivated in the Great Nan Continent for so many years, he was well aware of Southern Sumeru.
But he didn’t know when such a fierce god appeared.
The scene of those Bodhisattvas being slaughtered still lingered in Shen Mountain Ancestor’s mind and wouldn’t go away. Not to mention any sens ...
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