The heavenly rules were shut off!
The calamity of the world was coming!
Han Jue took a deep breath. It was finally coming!
It was unknown how many soldiers and generals the Heavenly Court would send.
Long Shan would definitely come, and so would the Giant Spiritual Martial God.
To be cautious, Han Jue took out the Book of Misfortune and started cursing them.
He didn't care about winning unfairly. The other party was bullying them with numbers, after all!
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Heavenly Court, Numinous Palace.
The Heavenly Emperor sat on his throne with a majestic aura. Divine light flashed behind him.
The immortals in the hall were all wise and powerful.
Dressed in silver armor, Long Shan stood among the Heavenly Generals expressionlessly as he waited for the Heavenly Emperor's arrangements.