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On the battlefield.
Chen Sheng gently shook his head, a faint trace of disappointment crossing his brow.
This battle yielded little gain.
Although the prodigy of the Light Divine Race was imposing, their foundation was ultimately lacking.
Even after exerting his utmost and reaching the peak, he failed to pose more of a threat or evoke deeper thoughts.
At this moment, a gentle yet majestic figure quietly emerged from the fabric of time and space, surrounded by swirling Dao Rhyme.
Chen Sheng immediately bowed his head in greeting:
"Greetings, Emperor."
The Fire Cloud Emperor looked at him, his face full of satisfaction and joy:
"Good lad! Well done! You've upheld your ancestors' honor and won glory for our Human Race!"
Chen Sheng, hearing this, merely smiled faintly without saying much.
To outsiders, the ancestor of the Xuanyuan Xu Clan had fallen at the hands of the Light Divine Race prodigy, Guan Yucang, years ago.
