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... aura intensified. The Tang Patriarch’s voice was a gavel striking the anvil of the world, heavy with the weight of a thousand years of righteous tradition. He did not shout like an angry hot-head, rather he declared the celestial decree, as if it’s only a natural thing to do.
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
"Kill the devil heir!"
The chant came from the back, with hundreds of Daoists conveying their desire to kill the devil, utterly devoid of mercy.
Young Master Wang mere ...
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