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... verse formed by Chaos Force, and it’s unclaimed!" His eyes widened, and his breath quickened.

"If I can refine this world, I can definitely break through to the Lord God realm!" He couldn’t wait to begin refining this world.

Buzz!

The space trembled, and a vast power of laws intervened.

The young man frowned slightly, his tone filled with confusion. "Is there still a The Heaven enforcer here? Strange. There is no Creator God in this world, so why is there still a ...

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