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Chapter Eight Hundred Thirty-Four: Hatred for the Old Demon

    

s mech did manage to release a protective shield in time, it was still blasted into a fireball amidst the powerful explosion. 。Then, a gigantic, shimmering dark gold tail whipped down from the sky...."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonistic and stable. Your level of cultivation determines your status, identity, and income within the federation. 。The stronger the cultivation, the more one becomes a superior being. 。The most eye-cat...