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... hen many people thought the incident was over, an unexpected event suddenly occurred.

The ground shook violently, and a large expanse of Spirit Fields rose up high before a swarm of Earth Rhinoceros Beetles burst forth from the fissures.

These black beetles shimmered with an eerie glow, their numbers seemingly endless, quickly amassing into a small hill.

And with astonishing speed, they spread in all directions!

Many Cultivators who were picking up the beetle corp ...

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