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"This..."
The Death Divine Master was stunned, a boundless fear rising in his heart, "No... This... This is the true Ultimate Path!"
In desperation, he exhausted his last ounce of power to produce a pitch-black scythe, attempting to block the blade.
However—
His semi-divine artifact was like worthless scrap metal. Under that blade, it only lingered for a fleeting moment before shattering into pieces, and his much-vaunted Perfect Divine Body was like paper, obliterated directly by the blade light.
Where the blade light passed, all returned to void.
In an instant, the Death Divine Master was like an erased painting, wiped out by the blade light.
Lin Yue swept past and couldn't help but pause.
So weak?
Judging from the resistance of the opponent, at best, he was only on the level of a Daoist Ancestor, wielding a semi-divine artifact and possessing a Perfect Divine Body, nothing more.
