One of the cultivators, who had been waiting there for three days, couldn’t stand it anymore. After all, the men from Behemoth Palace still refused to activate the Teleportation Array even though there were hundreds of people gathered around.
“How dare you insult our ancestors?! Die!” shouted one of the men from Behemoth Palace as he kicked at the cultivator.
The cultivator tried his best to dodge the kick, but his range of motion was restricted with so many people around him.
Boom!
The cultivator was sent flying by the impact and crashed into the ground behind the crowd.
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