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Chapter Nineteen to Twenty: The Heavens in One's Palm
the realm of a Divine Lord, one's physical body has been tempered by countless years. If it were to perish here, all those years of refinement would be for naught.Even if a divine nation could forge a...rrowed his eyes, looking at the middle-aged god in front of him, and immediately recognized the other party's identity.He had gathered information about the gods long ago and had a certain understandi...