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Xu Qing's eyes narrowed but his expression didn't change at all. In the blink of an eye, his body entered the third god form and the semi-finished fourth god form rose.

The shadow of the Sundial was faintly discernible.

The ancient sun tied to his body also shone at this instant. A terrifying might rose from him.

At that moment, the Emperor Sword in the sky was attacking the black meatball that was about to descend from the Divine Realm's rift.

The large hand formed by the power of the Human Emperor was also dissipating because of the power of the god in the black sphere.

The pressure from the Divine Realm spread through the Imperial Academy, causing most of the cultivators here to cough up blood. Their minds rumbled and they were unable to move.