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Yang Xiu froze, then flew into a rage!

He admitted that Chen Xuan was very strong—so strong that even he felt fear...

But wasn't this brat being far too arrogant?

"Sir, perhaps you do not know my background? I serve under Lord Heavenly Immortal Lu Ming... Do you still think you need not offer an explanation?" Yang Xiu coldly retorted.

Throwing around a powerful name—this was his strategy.

"Oh?"

A glint flashed through Chen Xuan's eyes, his face devoid of joy or sorrow.

Then he sneered mockingly. "Having a Heavenly Immortal for a master is that impressive? As an Immortal, you slaughtered the human race of my lower realm so wantonly. Did you truly think no one would dare intervene?"

"Since you want an explanation... fine! Today, I, Chen Xuan, will give you one!"

He raised a hand and grabbed toward Yang Xiu.

"Rumble!..."

A terrifying force that seemed capable of crushing Heaven and Earth erupted, instantly shrouding an area ten thousand meters around them.

A giant golden hand of energy formed out of thin air and seized downward!

"Not good!"

Yang Xiu's expression changed drastically, and he immediately understood Chen Xuan's intentions.

He hurriedly erupted with his full strength, trying to block it.

But!

Beneath the capture of that golden giant hand, Yang Xiu was as powerless as a little sparrow in a raging storm, easily caught in its grasp.

"Argh! Argh! Argh!"

Yang Xiu let out wild howls and directly unleashed a forbidden technique. Countless incomparably sharp sword lights flew from within his body.

As those sword lights erupted, the giant golden hand of energy dimmed considerably.

Yet Yang Xiu, whose vitality had been severely depleted, still failed to escape. The giant golden hand held him tightly, completely imprisoning him!

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