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Chapter 689

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The Immortal Continent is boundless and endless.

Mountain ranges stretch on endlessly; no one knows how many regions exist like the ten million li of primordial wilderness.

The God of Potions, Zhang Jingzhong, walked through the City of Gods.

He wore a faint gray-black long robe, his expression calm.

He looked much like an ordinary old man from a lower plane.

Not long after.

He arrived at a villa.

After knocking on the door.

He was welcomed by the butler into the villa's main hall.

At this moment—

Over a hundred people were already seated throughout the hall.

"Old Zhang has arrived?"

Seeing Zhang Jingzhong approach, several old men immediately chuckled and came forward to greet him.

These old men.

Were dressed much like Zhang Jingzhong.

All wore long robes and looked very simple.

"Old Liu, Liu Hu, Old Zhao."

Zhang Jingzhong smiled and greeted each one in turn.

Then—

He glanced at the other gods seated there.

Those he knew exchanged smiles and nodded, serving as greetings.

"Come sit here."

Old Liu, holding a pipe, pulled Zhang Jingzhong to sit beside them.

"Haven't Old Huang and Old He arrived yet?"

Zhang Jingzhong asked in confusion.

As soon as these words were spoken.

Old Hu, who had a small scar on his face, darkened his gaze and sighed:

"... They, I'm afraid, are dead."

"... Dead?"

Zhang Jingzhong was stunned.

"I went to their villa; there is no longer any trace of a god's presence."

Old Zhao picked up the teapot before him, gently brewing clear tea, his tone low.

In the City of Gods.

To confirm whether a god is dead or alive.

The method is very simple.

It is to check whether the other's villa still holds the presence of a god or a master.

Once it is masterless—

Then it is certain they have perished.

And if the presence has been replaced by another god.

That is the same.

After perishing, the villa is given by the City of Gods to a newly arrived god.

"This world is too dangerous."

"We do not know how long we can endure."

Old Liu, holding the pipe, said bitterly.

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