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... broke out as Chen Luo pushed through the onlookers. He looked at the blood on the ground, his body trembling, his face filled with utter despair.
People around snapped back to their senses and frightened, they retreated.
“Be on guard!”
A middle-aged Cultivator shouted sternly. He instinctively looked towards Yang Jian.
Only a Saint King could have the means to execute Xu Ling directly in their presence.
Yang Jian looked up, his Divine Sense rapidly extend ...
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