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Arriving at the Military Camp

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

This was like a war happening at the doorstep of Earth. 

If the scale were a little bigger, it would directly affect Earth. 

The primordial chaos banished immortal looked around and sensed living people. 

It was a 10,000-man regiment, all of whom were saint-level cultivators. 

They all scattered and cleaned up the battlefield, collecting the corpses of those who had died in battle.

Broken starships would also be recycled. 

These things could be broken down into many materials and had some value. 

This 10,000-man regiment was the corpse collection team! 

The regimental commander was a middle-aged eminent saint stage cultivator.

"Be on guard!" He sensed the primordial chaos banished immortal and shouted with a serious expression.

"I am not an enemy!" The primordial chaos banished immortal took the initiative to approach.

The middle-aged cultivator looked at him carefully and probed, "Cultivators from my race?"

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