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Lu Chuan landed lightly with his hands clasped behind his back.

"Many... many thanks, True Lord."

Wang Shan and Li Fulong also landed after him. When they exchanged a glance, both still had fear and lingering dread in their eyes.

If Lu Chuan had not stepped in to stop them, they might already have determined a victor—but there would have been only one outcome: both sides would absolutely have suffered, and there might even have been injuries or deaths.

Nangong Kuo, who had not run far, stiffened. There were so many people here, yet in the end, he had been the only one to turn and run. At that moment, the gazes of many Spirit Officials all fell on him.

"Ahem!" Somewhat embarrassed, he had no choice but to pretend he had been out for a run, turning around and jogging back while inwardly cursing Lu Chuan for setting him up again.

Couldn't he have stopped them a little earlier? Did he have to wait until Nangong Kuo had started running before stopping them, making him lose face in front of everyone?

"Wu Qu, what are you doing?"

Looking at Nangong Kuo jogging back, Lu Chuan forcibly held back his laughter and could not help asking, "Exercising with a run?"

This clown!

"Ah, True Lord."

Nangong Kuo's expression stiffened, and he said solemnly, "Just now, the clash between the Great Spirit Officials' divine abilities was far too powerful. This subordinate feared everyone wouldn't be able to withstand it, so I thought to hurry and evacuate them.

I simply didn't expect the True Lord's divine might to cover the world; the moment you acted, you resolved the crisis. Impressive, impressive..."

These words were not flattery. He was truly astonished by Lu Chuan's strength. In the past, he had not known its