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"Where is Zhang Ling?"
"Where is Zhang Ling?"
"Where is Zhang Ling?"
The three roars rolled across the nine heavens like thunder. Lei Zhao Celestial General held a gilded, sky-calling Treasure Mirror. The mirror's surface emitted myriad rays of light, reflecting the mountains and rivers of the lower realm, yet it could not find the figure in white.
The mirror's light swept over the Sword Alliance, skimmed past the Suspended Mountain, even causing ripples in the World Essence's barrier, yet it showed only empty void.
Lei Zhao Celestial General's heart suddenly throbbed — to remain concealed under the Sky-calling Treasure Mirror, one must have entered the core of the World's Origin.
"Hmph, thinking you can hide in the World Essence, does not mean this seat can't deal with you!"
He snorted coldly, then turned to look at the Golden Armor Celestial Soldiers behind him, heavily tapping the Thunder God's War Hammer in his palm:
