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The moment Cui Heng appeared, Zhuo Fan and Feng Guanglin immediately felt like they were facing death.

Their thoughts were almost stopped, and their body was completely stiff. They could not even react at all. They could only stand there in a daze without moving.

Especially when Cui Heng's gaze landed on them, it made their souls leave their bodies. Their minds almost collapsed on the spot, and there was only one emotion left in their minds.

Fear!

Extreme fear!

What kind of existence was this? Just his aura and pressure were so terrifying!

Zhuo Fan wished he could grab Feng Guanglin and question him. You said that this was a Dao Lord? Have you seen such a Dao Lord before?!

What kind of Dao Lord could almost kill a Creator with a single glance?!

Feng Guanglin almost doubted his life.