Tiandaomen headquarters.

Xiang Xiaotian sat quietly on the chair with his right hand covering his forehead and meditated. There were seven middle-aged men sitting in the room, but at the moment, no one dared to disturb his meditation. They were very clear that the decision of the sect leader would determine the future of tiandaomen.

However, the middle-aged man sitting at the top knows better that the decision of the sect leader in front of him is not as simple as others think. His decision will determine whether the demon world can conquer the human world, because a powerful opponent has appeared in front of himself and others.

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