As the Black Tide and the Sea of Blood surged ever faster, the various orthodoxies and factions grew increasingly panicked. They could not cross the Dead Abyss again; to do so would exhaust their True Essence completely. They were forced to make a desperate last stand.
"Scorpion Spirit, stop playing games! Where is this sanctuary you speak of? Tell us at once!" several old ancestors demanded, unleashing their imperial might to loom over the Poison Enemy King.
The Poison Enemy King remained unruffled. He scanned the crowd, his gaze lingering intentionally or otherwise on a few individuals, Chen Xuan among them.
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