Matthew White
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Somewhere within the middle regions of the Immortal Realm, over twenty men, wearing long and luxurious white attires, stood in a large and luxurious hall as they faced a throne which was on a high throne stand three times their heights. The men stood in neat rows and respectable manners as they bowed to the high throne stand. The large and luxurious throne hall was so quiet as one could even hear a pin drop. Suddenly, a heavy and oppressive voice sounded from the high throne stand. "Report!" A man…-
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Boom! Poosh! Patrick casually flicked his finger at the man's forehead as the next instant, the man's purple-ish body was sent flying into the atmosphere, with a booming and heavy breeze sound resonating after. Jin Ban's body, which was now nothing but a vessel for an unknown being, drifted in the outside space as his body continued drifting into the neverending distance of the space-void. One could see the huge air resistance behind the man; the space the man glided through assumed multiple cracks as…
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Patrick tightly gripped the face of the sect leader with his left hand as he spoke; while maintaining his lazy eyes and an unimpressed expression. Holding the man by the face, Patrick corner-eyed the ten-plus millions of skeleton heads as they constantly screeched at him, almost meaning for him to let their master go. The screeching noises of the skeleton heads reverberated the entire surroundings of the sect and beyond; one could see the outlined circle soundwaves ceaselessly coming from the group of…
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Within the deepest parts of the Spirit Sword Sect, Patrick stood, legs two feet apart and hands-free from his pockets as he stared at the man sitting on the throne made of swords. The scene was calm yet tense as two beings stared at each other intensely; Patrick stared at the man expressionlessly with lazy eyes; it was like gazing at an insignificant existence. But contrary to Patrick's expression, the man gazed at Patrick with widened eyes, the revolving swords behind him instantly losing their…
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At a known location within the same region as the Sun Alchemy City, a sect was situated at a mountain foot; numerous natural factors contributed to the sect's magnificent scenery. The mountain was the shape of a sword; from the sword-shaped mountain was a flowing-down stream that seemed to flow within the sect; down the sword-shaped mountain were numerous buildings and structures that seemed to be the sect residences. Many disciples roamed within the sect as they wore green robes with swords either on…
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Silence! Silence permeated the surroundings of the barren land as Jun Moxie murderously stared at Patrick with widened eyes; he gnawed his jaw as his body began shivering from anger. The next second, blue energy began radiating from his body as it caused the nearby space to tremble. He stared at Patrick as he slowly and angrily uttered. "If you were, I wouldn't be alive, you say? Very well, why don't we test that theory." BOOM! TREMBLE! Extremely powerful, thick, and overbearing blue Qi erupted from…
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At the core area of the previously mentioned Sun Alchemy City, the man, clad in majestic and luxurious yellow cultivation robe, hovered in the space as he stared at the group below with an expressionless face. He was over six feet tall and had the facial features of someone in his forties; he was fair in complexion (White skin) and had short black hair with red crystal-like eyes. Although he didn't exude any spiritual energy, the man's demeanor alone signified his overwhelming power. Standing below was…
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Previously, the cultivators stood outside the ancient tower as they witnessed the one-hundredth floor getting brighter; then, time froze. But they instantly returned to normal the next moment; it was as if nothing ever happened. Some cultivators exclaimed with fright, while others stared with bewildered eyes, but all the eyes of the now two hundred plus cultivators were staring at the hundredth floor of the ancient tower. After what felt like two minutes, the cultivators watched as the destroyed floors…
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The cultivators stood outside the ancient tower as they stared at the lit-up one-hundredth floor; some had tried to hover in the sky to spectate what was happening, but for some unknown reason, they couldn't fly anymore; it was as if the owner of the infinite treasures mountain was restricting any being from flying. Even the Spiral Sword Celestial wasn't an exception; the girl and her gathered party stood at a location as they stared up the tall tower. Suddenly, some cultivators began talking. "Hey,…
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Previously, over three hundred cultivators enthusiastically rushed for the second floor of the ancient tower as their eyes glittered with greed; they arrived on the second floor and saw the glittering complied mountains of treasures, but just when a female cultivator was about to reach for a sword-looking treasure, she noticed a glint of light slowly lit from beneath her feet, as if realizing her mistake, the female cultivator immediately assumed a frightening countenance as she burst with screams…
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