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... were attacking Purple Sun Mountain, causing it to sway as if it were on the verge of collapse at any moment.

At this critical moment, the Golden Core Ancestor revealed his true form, his footsteps flickering as he left the Mountain Protection Array and appeared outside the Grand Array.

Many cultivators were momentarily stunned.

Wasn’t the Golden Core Ancestor supposed to rely on the Mountain and River Array to resist the three Demon Cultivators and wait for reinforcement ...

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