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Invincible Divine Destiny Selection System

In the midst of swirling possibilities, a question lingered in the air like an unspoken promise: "If you were given the chance to reset the beginning, what path would you tread?" Option One: To revel in the simple joys of life, finding solace in the embrace of solitude, for the paper-thin figure is the epitome of true love. Option Two: To journey into the realm of cultivation, seeking the secrets of immortality, striving to become a legendary sword immortal. Option Three: To immerse oneself in the world of martial arts, carving out a path as an unparalleled grandmaster, destined to reign supreme over all sects. Option Four: To traverse the realms of fantasy, experiencing rebirth as a formidable entity, ascending once more to the pinnacle as a divine sovereign. Option Five: To venture into the dark realms, mastering the arts of sorcery as the esteemed leader of the demonic sect. Option Six: To ascend the throne and rule over all, commanding an empire in the realm of fantasy, for in the divine dynasty, the desire to reign as emperor burns brightest. Amidst this array of choices, Chu Yuan declared with unwavering determination, "I crave the throne. I shall be emperor." Yet, the system interjected, its digital voice tinged with skepticism, "Is it not preferable to live a simple life as a recluse?" "Is it not preferable to be emperor?" Chu Yuan retorted, his resolve unyielding. Silence greeted his response, an acknowledgment of his unwavering determination. "Congratulations, host, on selecting Option Six: to reign over all, in the divine dynasty of the supreme emperor." [Divine Destiny Selection System is launching...]

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Chapter 483 Legion Division _1

Over the boundless ocean.

Shadowy figures appeared, and so, did the Day and Night Legion!

They bore two types of banners, one with a blazing sun as its totem and the other with a full moon. However, both banners bore the word 'Dawu' on their backs.

"Sect Master, what should we do, the Dawu Legion is attacking!"

"Our Mist Spirit Sect is far from being a match for Dawu!"

"If their troops attack us, we will surely die!"

...

Chaos reigned within the Mist Spirit Sect.

Due to the sect's excessive isolation, they did not receive timely external news, and by the time they had reacted, the Dawu Legion had already attacked, completely surrounding them on the island.

"Keep calm, we are not in a desperate situation yet!"

From within a wave of mist, emerged an elderly man of celestial presence. He was the ancestor of Mist Spirit, his face calm, but fear gripped his heart.