Jiang Chen felt a secret wave of shock and suspicion in his heart, his gaze piercing through the illusory divine figure as he tried to perceive its true essence.
As the divine phantom slowly descended, infusing strands of eerie power into the followers' foreheads, Jiang Chen's brow furrowed tighter and tighter.
The source of this power reeked of darkness and corruption, differing vastly from the orthodox paths of immortality he knew. This only confirmed his suspicion: the deity was undoubtedly a Fallen Immortal.
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