The God of the Ruined Temple
Chapter 1140

Sword Duel with a Yang Spirit

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At this point, whatever Nan Wuming had in mind, the alliance formed to pressure Tang Changsheng had fallen apart.

"In that case, let's have a match. I've been in seclusion so long my bones are nearly rusted through. I could use a chance to stretch them!"

Divine Light burst from Leng Wuya's eyes. "Good. I'll go first!" Behind him, the faint image of a black-faced Deity appeared. Within its pale Golden Light, its overwhelming presence made everyone instinctively want to retreat.

Tang Changsheng laughed. "Hold on, hold on. This is my Cave Abode. It wouldn't do to damage it. Why don't we take our match outside?"

Leng Wuya said nothing. He answered with action, taking a single step and piercing through the void alongside the Divine General behind him. In an instant, he was outside Cloudtail Mountain.

"Good!"

Tang Changsheng called out his approval. He was master of this mountain and its Cave Abode, with control over the entire place. If he had not wanted anyone to leave, how could Leng Wuya have broken out so easily?

For that matter, if Tang Changsheng had not allowed it, how could Zheng Qing have led people inside in the first place?

Even if it was only the Outer Abode!

He took a step, and space shifted around him. Without the slightest fuss, he appeared outside Cloudtail Mountain, facing Leng Wuya from afar.

He had not used his own strength at all. The Cave Abode's Formation had transported him out, which naturally made him look relaxed and graceful.

Everyone else, by contrast, had left the Cave Abode using their own strength.

It was the difference between taking the stairs and riding an elevator.

Leng Wuya paid it no mind. It was as though a fire burned in his eyes. "After I lost to

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