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Luo Ping suddenly narrowed his eyes. "...Three green kids forcibly tore Yan Chou Long apart, and that was a Netherworld Demon Dragon with a viciously powerful physique!"
"That brat had a Fusion Skill with the Holy Maiden of Sea God Island, and somehow with that Chen Xinyi too..."
"Martial Soul Fusion." Luo Derun's murky gaze lifted slightly as he added, "He formed different Martial Soul Fusion Skills with two people separately. What the hell."
They had left early and had not seen Chen Xiaojun and Xiao Yi's second Fusion Skill—"Ten Directions Extinction." Otherwise, they would have yanked their hair clean out.
"Damned strange!" Luo Ping's five fingers clenched sharply, pebbles digging into his palm. "What kind of evil art is this? Soul King strength, temporarily pulled up to the Soul Sage tier?"
"And that Sea Dragon Douluo too, forcing himself all the way up to Level 95 and pressing Yan Wushuang down so hard he couldn't turn over. What kind of sorcery was that?"
"A cultivation method..." Murky undercurrents churned in Luo Derun's clouded eyes as he said coldly, "I have never heard of the Chen Clan or Sea God Island... possessing such methods."
"At least, sixty years ago, they didn't!"
As if stung by something, Luo Ping snapped his eyes up. "And Zhu Hongzhen. That turtle shell of his was too hard to crack!"
"If you and I hadn't brought both scythes down on the same line, we wouldn't even have smashed open a crack!"
"He actually survived long enough to reach Titled... Fourth Uncle,"
His voice compressed into a dangerous thread. "Tell me, could his master... Chen Zixiu, also be... not completely dead?"
In the past, Luo Derun would have scoffed.
At this moment, he merely