Cultivating Immortality: My Path to Unrivaled Power
Chapter 1832

The Final Hour

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"Merge into you of my own accord? You mean willingly let you devour me, don't you?"

Li Qingyun felt a thick surge of mockery rise in his heart.

Whether this Witch Ancestor was being conceited or thought he was truly that easy to fool, Li Qingyun let the words go in one ear and out the other.

"If that day truly comes, we can talk then!"

With a casual reply, Li Qingyun flashed away, already sweeping beyond the outer reaches of Cosmos Star.

"Stubborn beyond redemption..." The stone man transformed from the Witch Ancestor watched the direction of his departure indifferently, shook his head, then turned back into a stone.

The vast, dark void was filled with the shadows of witches.

Li Qingyun deliberately detoured to Xiaque Star, which hung alone amidst the encirclement of Witch Mark Power. Seeing no fewer than five great Ancient Witches eyeing it like tigers eyeing prey, he could tell that not even a bird would be able to fly out of Xiaque Star.

The Xia Clan would soon follow the Ji Clan, its majesty accumulated over countless ages utterly turning into a bubble in the myriad cosmoses.

His lingering presence also greatly alerted the five Ancient Witches. They vaguely showed signs of wanting to encircle him.

Yet Li Qingyun acted as though he saw nothing and directly sent his mighty voice down toward Xiaque Star:

"I, Li Qingyun, have opened the path of the Native, evolving the Native Cosmos. Passing through this place today, I cannot bear to see Eternity sink completely into ruin."

"Thus, I shall pause here briefly and wish to ferry living beings who have lost their way and returned to the right path!"

"Any below the Hundred Heng level, regardless of race, who are willing from this day onward to

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