He bent down and reached out, steadily supporting the elderly man. The warmth in his palm lingered as he helped stabilize the old man’s chaotic qi and blood.
“Senior, all past hardships are behind us; there’s no need to dwell on them any longer. Follow me out of this prison of purgatory. The long night will finally fade, and the flames of war against the gods have already ignited. Everything is to be expected. ”
A moment later, Chen Ping personally led the team, closely followed by a group of freed top experts and over a thousand rescued cultivators who had suffered greatly, marching out of the third level in great procession.
At this moment, on the vast wasteland, dawn had just broken. The dawn light pierced through the thick clouds, scattering across the land.
In the distance, rolling volcanic ranges stood majestically, with massive craters continuously erupting thick black smoke.
Thick clouds of dust filled the sky, blocking out the sun, the blazing sun and gloom, painting the entire sky a dark crimson. The wind howled, the wasteland bleak, and the fighting spirit surged in everyone’s hearts.
Chen Ping stood alone at the front of the group, his back straight and proud like a pine tree. Dressed in black, he fluttered in the wind, his posture steady and imposing, unmoving like a mountain.
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