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Chapter 1737

That Day, I Had a Nightmare

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Chapter 1734: That Day, I Had a Nightmare

With his five senses stripped away and his divine sense suppressed, Song Shuhang could not sense any changes outside.

He did not know whether the heavenly tribulation had ended, nor could he sense whether the seniors in the group were safe.

The only thing he knew was that he himself was still alive for now.

"Everyone, please survive," Song Shuhang prayed softly.

The seniors of the Nine Provinces Number One Group had been dragged into the Group Tribulation Space mainly because of his Golden Core QR Code and his Dragon Network permissions. So... if even one of the seniors met with an accident and perished here, he would regret it for the rest of his life.

Onion Lady raised her head and looked up.

A small portion of the heavenly tribulation's "invisible light" filtered through the gaps in Song Shuhang's smoky body, scattering specks of light below.

Onion Lady used her innate talent to envelop everyone as best she could. But even she did not know whether this would help.

"At a time like this, all we can do is pray," Onion Lady murmured. She closed her eyes—and fell unconscious.

Her cultivation was too low. She had only managed to last this long in the Group Tribulation World largely thanks to the power of the Nine-Rebirth Phoenix Saber.

Now, she had finally reached her limit.

The Nine-Rebirth Phoenix Saber hummed softly, floating up to gently support Onion Lady.

As Onion Lady closed her eyes, Soft Feather, who was sitting on Doudou a short distance away, slowly opened hers.

Every member of the Nine Provinces Number One Group had lost their five senses, and their divine senses were suppressed. By now, even their bodies could no longer move, just as when

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