"Issue the decree, commanding the Qin Dynasty, Ten Thousand Slaughter Hall, and the Six Races of Emperor Blood to cease their battles!"
The Dao Saint Temple, where a cold female voice echoed from the central hall, carried an undeniable authority, resonating through heaven and earth.
Heaven and earth submit!
All living beings bow!
"As you command!"
An elderly white-haired man bowed, holding a scroll of the decree, and flew into a space portal, disappearing from sight.
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"Blocked again!"
"Excellent!"
"I want to see just how deep your reserves are, Qin Wudao!"
The Dark God Master took a deep breath, and with a swipe of his Devil God Spear, the void before him stretched endlessly, revealing countless coffins emanating a dense aura of death.
Most of these coffins had decayed, but ten thousand red coffins, three hundred purple coffins, and fifty golden coffins remained intact.
"Awaken!"
"Dark Legion!"
