Jiang Chen said nothing, his face grim as he stared at the powerful beings gathering in the void.
Among them were many of his former brothers and old friends, their faces twisted into hideous, agonizing expressions, like feral zombies baring their fangs. Though he had prepared himself for this, Jiang Chen’s heart was a tempest of conflicting emotions.
"Ming Tiankong, Bing Qi, Qing Yongchang, Hong Jinglun, Daoyan... are you all actually..." The Great Saint of Taihuan stared in disbelief, her eyes wide.
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