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White-Browed Divine Monk
Han ShanHui's furious shout rang throughout the Ten Million Great Mountains.
Her divine sense swept across most of the Ten Million Great Mountains at the very first instant.
Yet whether it was her roar or her divine-sense search, she was unable to find the person who had struck from the shadows.
But that shout of hers threw all the Inner Disciples of the Ten Million Great Mountains into an uproar.
"Such a powerful expert actually wants to kill Qin Shaofeng?"
"That man is a Great Venerable. An attack even a Great Venerable cannot stop—could it be that an Emperor wants Qin Shaofeng dead?"
"Just what is going on with Qin Shaofeng? Not only did the Ten Million Great Mountains make such a grand fuss over taking him in as a Core Disciple, he even drew an Emperor's assassination attempt?"
"This brat must have offended someone he shouldn't have."
"Someone like him should never have been admitted into the Ten Million Great Mountains!"
The last person's voice was clearly a little louder, whether deliberately or otherwise.
But just as his voice rang out, a bolt of lightning descended from the heavens and blasted him straight into dregs.
Elder Matriarch Long had clearly struck again.
Elder Matriarch Long's eyes were filled with crazed killing intent. "The martial contest of this Azure Spirit Convention is over—"
"No need!"
An aged voice suddenly sounded.
A figure could vaguely be seen appearing at the edge of the sky.
In the blink of an eye, that figure had transformed into an old monk with a kind and benevolent face. His long white eyebrows hung all the way to his chest.
More importantly, no one present could discern this man's cultivation level.
"White-Browed Divine Monk?"
Watching