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Ding——
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Li Ping'an lay on the ground, a patch of grass crushed beneath him. The incessant ringing in his ears enveloped him, rendering the surrounding sounds inaudible for the moment.
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Several scenes flickered across his vision.
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That strike, akin to the first rays of the rising sun, issued forth by the Human Emperor, seemed ever-present before his eyes;
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After the Human Emperor's appearance, the celestial soldiers of the Human Race fought valiantly to their last breath against the enemy. The Demon Race sustained heavy casualties but, driven by the discordant droning of the "Soul-Devouring Art," knew not to retreat and surged toward the celestial soldiers in a frenzy.
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The battleground had turned into a gruesome meat grinder.
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