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... ashes.

He had actually killed them without any scruples.


This was simply refreshing their knowledge and shocking them.


Right, what was the man's name?


I think he's called Ye Xuan, the leader of the Demonic Palace, the successor of the Demon Lord?

At this moment, everyone present deeply remembered the name of Ye Xuan.

After easily annihilating the First Prince and the Second Prince, Yan Hong, Ye Xuan didn't have the s ...

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