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... p>Be it Yi Yun's terrifying strike, or the shock of the souls of millions of worlds being summoned, it easily left them absorbed in recollecting the process, almost impossible to extricate themselves from it.

What felt even more surreal was that the seemingly invincible Ancestor God had been killed by Yi Yun.

His might and his terror had oppressed the Godly Monarchs, leaving them unable to breathe.

No one dared to resist because the Ancestor God was too strong, so strong that i ...

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What should she do? She was confused and had no idea what was going on. Weddings in the middle ages was weird! What the hell is 'Virtues recitation'?

Should she pretend to faint? That was the only thought that made sense. So that was what she did.

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Scary.

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