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... f the Ancient Flame Kingdom quickly spread, first throughout the city and then across the entire Origin Continent.

“Another Chaos Realm transcendent has emerged in the Ancient Flame Kingdom?”

“The seventy-first Chaos Realm transcendent on the entire Origin Continent!”

“Luo He the Great Sage?”

Various forces, both overt and covert, across the Origin Continent, took great interest in this news. After all, a ‘Chaos Realm transcendent’ could already be considered equi ...

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