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... potheosis immortal techniques and Mystiques flew to and fro, answered by majestic buddha techniques and Mystiques.


In every moment, immortal buddhas and emperors fell, dead and gone forever!


With each buddha world or apotheosis realm destroyed, all of the mortal life within perished as well.


Just like that, the various realms guarded by an immortal buddha or emperor faded away into the dark memories of time.


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“Haven’t I suffered enough? Can’t I just rest?” I cried out. Why would I want to stay back in such a cruel world?

“Don’t you want to avenge the death of your parents? Don’t you want to become something greater? I can make that happen!” The beautiful man said with an alluring voice.

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