Chapter Three Hundred and Seventy-One: Spirit Storage

den disk formed by the Golden Wheel Talisman slowly dissipated. The four-layer cultivators from the Jiuxing Sect sheathed their shields, their faces grim: "Now you won't even be able to die!"His defen...The Wanmo Ridge side could see Lu Ye's tremendous threat to their own side, wanting to eliminate him to eradicate the future trouble. On the other hand, the Haotiantian Alliance wouldn't miss this either.

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Because different positions lead to different attitudes towards people and things.

TheThe Myriad Forms Sea was still as bustling as ever. On the spirit islands, there were throngs of people. Flying cultivators and star vessels crisscrossed the sky ceaselessly.