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... was?"

"No, the other party used a spell to conceal their appearance, no idea who it is."

"Hmph, no matter. Since he seeks death, let him find it. The terror of the magic sword has long been spread, yet someone still dares to tame it, utterly ridiculous."

"Yes, indeed."

The peeping cultivators appeared very calm about the appearance of that figure. In their understanding, the cultivator would soon be drained to a husk, without even a chance to escape.

"Loo ...

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