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This voice was actually able to pass through his Divine Thought and transmit backward directly into his mind—what a terrifying and powerful ability was that?
Moreover, that voice sounded like the evening drum and the morning bell, every word as if striking his very soul, making the blood all over his body boil.
He instantly thought of a person, a person he had complained about many times—the Saint Emperor of the Divine Martial Dynasty.
"Child of the Human Race, by the time you hear this, I should have long since fallen. This is only a message without active consciousness. You need not worry that I will seize your body or anything like that. With my pride, I would not stoop to such a despicable act."
