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Chapter 81: Abyssal War Council and a Very Suspicious Pregnancy Rumor
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... golden hues, but there was no peace in the air—only the tense silence that precedes disaster.
Wang Li yawned as he stepped out of the war tent, still groggy from barely surviving another night surrounded by six unreasonable women who each insisted on "sharing cultivation warmth." Whatever that meant, it had nearly broken his dantian.
He stretched his arms... only to hear a thunderous boom shake the sky.
A pillar of crimson light erupted on the far side of the camp.
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