Chapter 1002

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brellas a ale made wider people til as chirgh in mateme divite muntain be done in their

Bagobert Viss, kuramine jesmos, at the cubovators with a smule radius of the King’s Platform were

ant de chivators hom Saber Nect and Haylan

Continent, expectescend a við, ha pupils contracting dramatically

oh hopes had been to beak through to the God Realm from the god–class level.

pilens vullocanon, he waned tapped in the god–class realm unable to achieve that coveted

teak begh

an be kell this. Kostnadible and verifying presure, he couldn’t help but be overwhelmed with astonishment Ders Make lokaleves with the male

from the Saber Sect, his expression deadly serious. “So, have all libe God Real become Cod Realin ones

whang The

canos

smoked, blowing,

of Saber Sect stares at Haylan, his face etched with seriousness. gittener that angered the cultivator “If you’re hoping to plead for merry, forget about it

sting your breath on him?”

Though. Why are

The female cultivator who had res insats he’s strong enough to be

ned silent, saddenly spoke to her companion. Since he was able to kill Terence, it

we need to pesoesture the bigger picture and eliminate him?”

Hearing this Solar shook his head belplessly. He never expected this seemingly reserved woman to possess such

much jessitiess

wan ham to grasp the reason for his impending demise.”

The male cultivaten who had unleashed his true power already envisioned victory. He fixed his gaze on Haylan and asked,

dan, do you know why it’s so challenging for God–Realm experts to appear in the mortal world?”

Harlan’s curiosity as piqued

use they are bound by the laws of the mortal realm As for the specifics, I can’t disclose them. That’s all I can

As the male cultivator spoke, he approached Haylan

In his hand, a blood–red saber materialized exuding an unfathomable aura of malevolence.

Even without asking Hadan could sense that this blade had absorbed a substantial amount of murderous intent, bearing

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withers to the lives at had claimed

“The tormented souls on your blade, are they not frots your sade” Hayian suddenly mystiredi

“Why do you ask?

The cultivator’s face revealed a flicker of interest

“I reckon, with your power, you couldn’t have slain anyone there”

furious rage within the

to swing his saber but abruptly halted, a amuri curling

the souls on this blade

always met their demise due to their own

this male cultivator truly embody that

previous words flooded in mind–the fron Cruel

Ann

of fury coursed through Haylan, his gaze

from God’s and truly showed no regard for human life, ruthless and merciless

would be consumed by anguish and suffering, with blood flowing like oven. “God’s Land must be eradicated”

his eyes emanating an

single person in God’s

“Haylan, scared yet?”

cultivator’s perspective. Haylan was already a helpless prey, while he held the power of iffe and death. The angrier Haylan became, the more content the

there is to say. Since you refuse to submit, death is

blood–red saber and aimed it at Hayian’s forebeati However, just as

subtle trige of “You are getting ready to face the

contorted in disbelief as those

front of him, hadn’t uttered

behind.

you manage to creep

shrill scream pierced the air emanating from the

shifting, the male cultivator swiftly spun around, his eyes widening in

Haylan stood menacingly behind

pressed against the trembling

“This…”

this scene unfolded before their very eyes, both the male and female cultivators from the Saber

it an illusion?

possess such unfathomable swiftness?

fixed upon Haylan, only to witness his

an eye.

there were two Haylans, audaciously defying the

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the

mil

grachaalt faching and

(fleech with chocberleri

could learn such a

realization. Hver you been to God’s Land

him

sense at fear and danger, causing his

timisel; and

his spirit destroyed. A bloody

He died with remaining

witnessed something

witnessing her fellow cultivator’s death.

ununentned her own saber and unleashed her full strength.

Favaan with then

Havian was insurmountable. Even her saber beam attacks proved

Realm, even matching Terence

she could ever manage to

leaving her deeply

dove Bure you’ve chosen to provoke me. I have no choice but

will be

ran intet peating than tus sword struck the woman’s forehead.

gruesome, bloodied hole

souls had to

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campled to the pond, mamoring speakable

of God’s Land were

Hay

pour sorting

lifeless boden. However

God’s Land. There see more skilled indviduals

that it’s not just you and Terence

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