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Chapter 595 - : Myriad Daos Destruction, Zenith Heaven Is Like Dust
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... the current Immortal Dao. He had to understand how far ahead he was in the future.
He looked at the white-haired figure in the temple and asked again, “May I ask if no one in the Immortal Dao can reverse the situation? What about the Dao Ancestor?”
The white-haired figure trembled when he heard that. He slowly turned his head. His skin was like dried tree bark, and his eyes were bloodshot. His eyes were numb and lifeless, just like the other people he had encountered on the way. ...
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