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The Desolate Ancient Continent.
The Crape Myrtle Holy Land.
This was an ancient power—its lineage long and unbroken, its sages countless. In past ages, it even had a Quasi-Emperor seated within its halls. Though it had never produced a true Emperor, countless years of accumulation had still allowed Crape Myrtle Holy Land to stand proudly among the very pinnacle of powers.
Today was the day of the Demon-Sealing Conference.
Before the official start, ...
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