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Worship Day Great Deity!
That imposing figure seemed like an incarnation of the setting sun, a dharma aspect of light.
The terrifying pressure made the void tremble, and heaven and earth change color.
His body radiated light for thousands of miles, as if he were the center of this realm, his dazzling brilliance too intense to look at directly, as if any excess gazing was a form of blasphemy.
Connecting with spirits on the Worship Day, esteemed throughout the ancient times.
This was a rare creature, returning to the world after ages, carrying an invincible divine might.
"Worship Day Great Deity... that's the glow of the setting sun..."
Zhou Dao's heart trembled, the primordial power within him roaring like a flood, unable to be suppressed, boiling over uncontrollably.
"Seeking death!"
Almost in the same moment, sensing that terrifying and majestic aura of light, experts of the Demon Control Department lurking nearby began to move.
Boom... Boom... Boom...