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... layed by the Demon Dao Origin Monument was indeed very shocking. The fluctuation it emitted was also extremely vast. Light flickered as the demonic power rushed into the sky and quickly spread to the entire Demon World’s Eternal Supreme Heaven. 𝘧𝓇𝗲𝑒we𝙗noѵ𝑒l.𝐜o𝘮

‘At the same time, apart from Qing Yu, Wen Sheng, Senior Brother Su, and Second Senior Brother, the other seven personal disciples also sensed the change in the Demon Dao Origin Monument at the same time.

“Little Ju ...

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