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"Demon Lord, you're using your power to oppress the weak, isn't that a bit excessive?"
Before the Demon Lord's attack could fully descend, an elder's figure emerged from the void, stepping forward to shield the Wang family.
He was clad in a simple, ancient robe. At first glance, he seemed indistinguishable from an ordinary old man, but upon closer inspection, his physique was robust and massive, exuding an imposing and majestic aura. Every gesture was filled with explosive force.
Facing the demonic onslaught like a violent tidal wave, his face showed no trace of fear. A bright golden light emanated from him, like a beacon in the endless darkness.
As he spoke, the elder delivered a punch.
That punch, seemingly unremarkable yet perfectly executed, appeared to contain the profound principles of the Dao.
"Crack-crack!"
