Time flew by, and half a year passed in the blink of an eye. Amidst this seemingly tranquil period, the Demonic Cult suddenly stirred up monstrous waves across the entire world like a hidden undercurrent.
Their figures frequently appeared in all corners of the Divine Land, and countless innocent people fell victim to their cruel hands, filling the air with a reign of blood and wind.
As news of the Demonic Cult's atrocities kept spreading, the realm plunged into panic.
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