Master South Cloud only had his origin soul left as he stared at the young man in the blood light. As he listened to the young man talk, he let out a laugh filled with sorrow.

“Two days. Ever since the Celestial Realm was created by Wang Lin, all the people that have lived here were survivors of the war against the Outer Realm. There is a saying in the Inner Realm, have you heard it?” Master South Cloud roared, and all the cultivators suddenly looked up.

“Cultivators like us never shrink from a fight!!”

The voices of the cultivators formed a sound wave and blasted into the air. It blew away some of the blood light, revealing tens of thousands of blood-robed figures.

Behind those figures was a dense blood mist. The blood mist seemed to churn, and a person was sitting inside.

“Old fellow, you’re courting death! When the formation is broken in two days, this young lord will ask Teacher to give me your origin soul. I want to experience what the origin soul of a third step cultivator taste like.” The young man’s expression changed and there was a flash of killing...

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