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... or grieved,

two figures swooped down from the sky and landed on the ground,

revealing two unpleasant-looking black faces.

It was none other than Sect Leader Master Yun Tai and Supreme Elder Su Youxian.

Judging by their appearances, they clearly hadn’t caught up with the black-clothed, masked individual suspected to be the Fantian Monk.

"Sect Leader."

"Supreme Elder."

Everyone surged forward, bombarding them with questions from all sides.

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