Seeing the expressions of the Ancestral Martial Starfield’s younger generations, that All-heaven Starfield’s head flag-bearer asked, “What’s this? Scared?”


    “Enough of your bullshit. If you possess some sort of skill, why don’t you show it directly?” said the head flag-bearer from Monstrous Holy City.


    “To spend such an enormous amount of time to wholeheartedly set up your formations, what you all have done is actually not wrong.”


    “However, I need you to understand one thing. Before absolute power, no matter how refined your formations might be, they''re still useless.”


    After he finished saying those words, the All-heaven Starfield’s head flag-bearer...


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