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Heaven Dou City, northeastern sector, Canopy District (No. 10), the Chen Clan's Duke's Mansion.
Inside a room in a large compound to the left of the Central Courtyard.
Chen Xiaojun set down the report detailing the operation, his brow slightly furrowed as he seemed to sink into thought.
He rubbed his temples, complicated emotions rippling through his heart.
He, this tiny "butterfly," had stirred up a storm with a flutter of his wings. He had deciphered the sinister Ancient Spiral Magic Formation and exposed Crimson's bloody trump card ahead of time, triggering a series of upheavals.
All he had originally wanted was to struggle for survival beneath that foreseen "future of destruction" and protect his loved ones.
He had never imagined that his efforts had already, imperceptibly, shifted the great wheel of history, accelerating certain developments-including this early, targeted purge.
Chen Zhang had gathered their strongest fighters to raid the Bao Family, dragging Crimson's strategy of fielding a sea of Titled Douluos into the sunlight ahead of schedule.
And the deductions and countermeasures Zuo Tinggang and Chen Weizhe had worked out yesterday...
Everything pointed toward an inevitable tide:
The age of great contention had arrived early!
A torrent of history, earlier and fiercer than its original course, was sweeping everyone along-including him, the "prophet"-and surging irresistibly forward!
Clashes between individuals at the pinnacle of power might become the crucial key to deciding the future.
Then how high could he himself climb at the heart of this storm?
Could he reach the rank of Supreme, or even Peerless, which Chen Weizhe had described as powerful enough to "crush everything"?
Ahead lay dangers on every side; ahead also lay a road reaching to the heavens!
Reclining on the bed,