At this very moment, it wasn't just Monington where wails filled the air. In fact, the entire world of cultivation was crying.
True Life, the mountains, caves, wilderness, deserts, Tanjen, everywhere where cultivators exist, they all simultaneously look up, gazing at the dazzling meteor streaking across the sky.
They had no idea who this meteor symbolized. But it was clear that they must be the strongest of the strong, someone at the pinnacle of human capability, beyond their imagination.
The cultivators were paralyzed with fear, their eyes wide with shock!
How could someone of such a caliber die?
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