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In the depths of the Hundred Generations Garden.
Behind a courtyard residence.
A hundred white-clothed mages were seated cross-legged on the ground, positioned on a circular array etched into the courtyard.
Where they should have been visible, they were hidden at the back, and in the center of the array, was Xu Jingtang, meditating cross-legged.
He was clad in armor, his expression tense and uneasy, yet mixed with excitement, as he looked up at the enormous shadow of the Sorrow God slowly descending from the sky.
"Hahaha…" Xu Jingtang burst into laughter. The powerful Vassal King had a glint of madness in his eyes, his pupils slightly bloodshot, and he shouted loudly, "Dear niece, you think that by turning Zhao Shixiong, you can truly drive this king back to Yunfu? Even capture me alive? Haha, you underestimate this king!"
