The Martial Ancestor and the others were all struck with horror, their gazes snapping toward the sky. A terrifying rift had torn open in the firmament, and from it emerged a group of figures, their immense power surging across the world. Every one of them radiated an aura so formidable it felt as though they could shatter the earth and extinguish the heavens.
At their head stood a breathtakingly beautiful woman clad in ornate robes. Her aura was overbearing, and her exquisite eyes were filled with chilling murderous intent.
"How bold! To dare kill my handmaiden—you are courting death!"
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