As the three of them entered the Land of Primordial Origin, what met their eyes was a monstrous, towering hand lunging straight toward them.
"Another Void Refinement powerhouse. Since when are they worth as much as dirt?" Ji Ming said, his expression grave.
The roaring echoes of the bronze giant gate sealing shut behind them had not yet faded when the Star Dragon Pupil between Lin Moyu's brows suddenly flared with a burning, stabbing pain.
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