"Damn."
"Damn!!"
Long Night Emperor felt he couldn't be a fence-sitter anymore.
The Bai Family wouldn't care if it was someone else masquerading as him.
Would the strong reason with the weak?
No.
Long Night Emperor cursed, "Damn Celestial Marvel Sword..."
Just as he spoke, he saw the final scene.
In the sky, a female cultivator with pupils reflecting the cold light of moonlit snake scales was looking at him, saying, "Little Long Night, while you still have time, hurry up and train. The Bai Family won't arrive so quickly after all. They're merely rats that dare not show themselves. Once you successfully drain this Cultivation Profound Realm, I'll lead you to the entry-level."
Ming Ruyin emphasized the word "entry," clearly meaning the "true entry," not the gates of the Celestial Wondrous Sword Palace.
Long Night Emperor's expression shifted, but he had no other choice.
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During this month's time, Song Yan kept pondering.
