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All the primordial gods and immortals were reflected in this glimmer of light. Looking through the radiance, their expressions became hazy, and their powerful auras swept across all directions. Millions of miles away, in a place with an aura as deep as an abyss, an eight-armed demon god materialized out of thin air, roaring at the sky, wanting to share the glory of this aura. On top of Mount Xizhi (Westmost Spirit Mountain), countless temples stood tall. When the overwhelming pressure swept over, on the summit of the mountain, a golden lotus bloomed, encompassing Sumeru, gently deflecting the pressure outside, protecting the pure land of the West.,"Signs of a great tribulation are approaching! Could the annihilation of the Louguan Dao, a lineage spanning millions of years, be a harbinger of the coming calamity",Miao Kong's heart was filled with a thousand anxieties, and seeing that there was really no other way, he gritted his teeth and pulled out a comatose youth from behind the house.。