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Alas, such glory turned to scorched earth in front of the Abyss Ancestor.
Under the gray sky, Mountains and Rivers shattered, rivers withered, crimson Blood stained the earth, and endless Corpses piled up like mountains.
The human world seemed to have become an Endless Hell, with only a sea of suffering sinking into oblivion, and only the End of the World extinguishing the law.
Before the high mountain, three thousand Daoists in blue robes fell, facing that terrifying existence entwined in mysterious black gas, they stood until the end, but they were powerless to turn the tide.
Human world's Taoism is as insignificant as an ant, not seeing Heaven reveal the gods?
Zhou Dao sneered, If not for the Sunset Sect, who could withstand the Abyss Ancestor's peerless ferocity?
Without the Sunset Sect, who could stop that Undying and Indestructible existence?
The human world is like Big Medicine, merely his Medicine Garden.
"Though death, do not retreat."