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... dozens of cultivation experts from the Purple Dawn Empire gathered.

Amongst them, the lowest level was the super star warrior level, and there were even two super star domain Lord level cultivators.

This was the strongest power that the Purple Dawn Empire could gather.

After Zi Shu entered this room, even though he was the fourth prince and had a high status, he was still suppressed by the powerful aura in the room, causing him to lower his head slightly.

The rul ...

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