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Chapter 141 My Verdict on Life Is That It Is Temporal
They traveled southwards towards Luoyang.
After all, it was the Divine Capital as well as the capital city of the most powerful empire in the entire human world. This fact had crossed the mind of the group of young cultivators. They were certain that even if the devil were to take over the entire You Prefecture, it was impossible for it to invade Luoyang any time soon. Apart from Tang, even the entire Cultivation World would be against the idea.
Tang would be the only one who had the ability to organize all the sect in the Divine Land to gather at one place to discuss a plan to clean up the place to be free of demons and the devil, and the only place they could gather together was Luoyang.
In other words, the young disciples in Guandi Temple were left with no other choice.
As much as they want to live on, their only way out was to follow Ye Que wherever he went. At the very least, they needed to get out of Northern You. He was
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