Some cultivators were half-kneeling on the steps, blood flowing from their noses and mouths, the bones throughout their bodies emitting a creaking sound as if taking one more step would cause them to shatter completely.
The tragic sights around them caused those cultivators who were barely holding on, yet still wanted to charge forward, to stop in unison.
They stood rooted to the spot, looking up at the palace gates high above with a lingering sense of reluctance, yet they no longer dared to press on.
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