Bowing one’s head usually meant obedience and servitude.

However, Zhang Ping’s bow didn’t carry a hint of this feeling.

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In Central Continent City, when Zhang Ping lowered his head, two red robed Purgatory Mountain Divine Adjudicators suddenly brought over several slave cultivators with sluggish expressions. They suddenly appeared in front of the southern outskirts’ Central Continent Guard main army encampment.

These two young Purgatory Mountain red robed Divine Adjudicators and the sluggish expressioned slave cultivators dropped from the sky.

A giant Devilmask Dove screamed above.

Over a thousand Central Continent Guards dressed in silver armor surrounded these two calm young Divine Adjudicators and the slave cultivators several dozen meters from the camp.

“Please receive the mandate of heaven, execute Lin the traitor.”

The two young Divine Adjudicators looked calmly at the main army’s commander Yan Shaoqing, moreover calmly spoke about their request and wishes. They were hoping that Yan Shaoqing would immediately set out troops, lead tens of thousands of Central Continent Guards into Central Continent...

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