The crowd around us was worked up, but Xuanyuan Longcheng remained calm. He looked at me and said, "Wudao's death was inevitable. I warned him long ago that becoming one of the Ten Reverse Dao was not a good thing."
"Although he gained immense power, he would ultimately lose something even more important."
"Now that he's dead, I won't seek revenge. Nor do I have any way to."
I nodded and said, "The person who killed him was Ye Hentian. He now possesses at least seven kinds of Dao-defying power, and his strength is already unmatched. If you want to cause him trouble, feel free to go ahead."
At my words, the people around us were stunned. They naturally knew how terrifying Dao-defying power was.
"Seven kinds of Dao-defying power... He must have already become an immortal, right?"
"I'm afraid even ordinary immortals can no longer deal with him."
"That's right. We definitely can't handle him."
Xuanyuan Longcheng glanced at me, his expression utterly indifferent. He smiled and said, "Thank you. No matter what, the fact that you came here shows us respect."
"I'll give you one Vermilion Fruit. We don't have many of them, though. They're extremely precious."
Just then, someone jumped down from the platform and shouted, "I object! The Vermilion Fruit is clearly mine. What makes him worthy of receiving it?"
Xuanyuan Longcheng glanced at him disdainfully. "You just joined the Xuanyuan Family, so it's understandable that you don't know who he is."
"I don't need to know. I only need to defeat him." The man was incredibly arrogant. He was not a member of the Xuanyuan Family, merely a powerful expert they had recruited.
Naturally, he refused to believe it. At that moment, he unleashed his Spiritual Energy and slammed a vicious punch into me.
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