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... he detected that, in the direction of Xuan Yi Sect, a battle had likely erupted.

As for Fan Guang and the others from Bi Bo Sect who faced Gu Chen, of course, they didn’t stand any chance to resist and, unsurprisingly, were easily slain by him.

Elsewhere, Ling Fei, following the markers left by Ke Lan, successfully reunited with her outside Liuhua Mountain.

"Where is Gu Jiuge? Why isn’t he with you?" Ling Fei’s pretty face changed immediately upon realizing that only Ke ...

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