Evil Dao Palace Main Hall. Zhan E stood with his hands behind his back before the Gate of Reincarnation, his grey-white eyes fixed on the slowly writhing runes on the door. Behind him, a black-robed elder knelt on the ground. “Spread the word. As long as all the experts of the twelfth heaven submit to…
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