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The dense grey fog slowly billowed, silent and lifeless, like an endless ocean.
For cultivators seeking the Taixu Dao Fruit, this realm filled with grey fog has always been the safest place.
However, now this fog carries a chilling killing intent.
With a heavy exhale, those turbid eyes opened once more, a familiar greed in them, now tinged with a sinister violence.
As the head of the Three Immortals Sect, often indifferent to worldly affairs,
the Shenxu Ancestor rarely experiences anger.
But this time was different.
The Heavenly Gifted Immortal Pill he was determined to obtain dared to entertain the thought of escaping, and almost managed to do so while he took a nap.
"Taixu Pill Emperor?"
"Overwhelming a crowd of heavenly prides, intercepting the True Scripture of the Bodhi Sect?"
"Such a loud name, such fierce means... almost even scared me, the ancestor."
A hoarse laugh echoed from the grey fog, laced with undisguised mockery.
