It was an unusually tall figure, burly, strong, and his momentum was as magnificent as the sky, as if he could pierce the sky when he stood there. His breath did not drift everywhere violently, on the contrary, his breath was very restrained, like a strong man standing at the pinnacle, and he controlled every bit of himself perfectly!

He walked out the door.

He stood in the void.

He looked down on all the people.

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