Swallowing Starry Skies: Mountain Sitting Guest, You Can't Escape
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Before their eyes could blur, the Blood Fire Divine General and the Sword Mist King had already vanished from where they stood.
The universe venerables each turned and left, for the matter no longer concerned them.
Those inheritors whose heads had not been marked by the five-colored aurora also looked relaxed.
There would be no spectacle to watch today, but waiting a single day was truly nothing to an undying being.
They even watched the kings who had already registered to challenge the Sword Mist King with a hint of schadenfreude. What would they do now?
The more than twenty thousand king-level challengers all looked grim. Most of them belonged to the alliances of the three peak races.
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