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"Luo, you lost," Cao Xing said gravely.
Hearing this, the Watchers' leader seemed not to have recovered from the blow of the altar's destruction.
He stared blankly at Cao Xing, looking as though all his spirit had drained away, and muttered to himself, "I lost..."
"Did I lose? How is that possible?"
"The human race's golden stele foretold that blood would wash away everything, and amid the chaos, humanity would welcome a new order."
"Ling'er, have you been well these past few days?" Bai Yixuan was the first to ask, her eyes filled with endless concern and urgency.
At that moment, Pang Feng held a blue crystal in his hand—the very one he had obtained from Yao Changyin and Yao Changyue.
"Go!" Black Tortoise roared. Bloodlust flashed in the black flood dragon's eyes, and in the next instant, it lunged at Du Fang's life-bound demonic avatar. As it charged toward Du Fang, its body grew larger and larger.
The other party was slammed directly onto a rock, and the stone beneath him instantly crumbled into powder.
He had stubbornly wanted to confine her for a year, to move her with endless sincerity and his own Feng Hua so that she would willingly throw herself into his arms. But now, it seemed that he wanted to surrender first. How could that be allowed?
"What? Have you gone mad?" Ryan Brown snapped, feeling that the ghost was not here to negotiate, but to cause trouble and even humiliate the Ryan family.
"Welcome, Patriarch!" At once, all the disciples of the Tai'a Sect bowed in salute, their expressions incomparably respectful. In their hearts, the Patriarch was an absolute supreme powerhouse, his majesty like a prison, not to be provoked.
"So what if that old man is cunning and sly? If he