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Late that night, Harta and Er Gouzi restrained their breath and carefully came to the foot of a green peak. Dozens of meters away, there were more than a dozen cultivators gathered around a fire, and they were all fast asleep. "These human-shaped snacks are really courting death. A group of little ants in the War King realm dare to join in the fun, knowing that I am traveling with you. This is a blasphemy to the divine beast!" Er Gouzi looked at those cultivators and shook his head speechlessly. "Looking...