The masked man’s movements were all incredibly slick. Even the sheathing of his sword had been done flawlessly. His string of movements practically looked like an artful masterpiece.

Clink.

The machete was placed back into its sheathe. He did not store his weapon back into the space ring and instead held it gently in his palm.

“My god! That…that was too amazing. The Divine warrior was just like a pile of mud in front of him. It makes me feel like the Divine warrior I just fought isn’t even at the same level as the one he did!”

not hold back from mumbling

too easy. Compared to the rest of them who had used their full strengths, it was an astounding difference. It left some of them feeling a deep

there all treat him with respect. He definitely holds

guy is far too strong. I feel like the treasures on the Divine Void Slope will all end up

the Corpse Pavillion knew that their fellow disciple was exceptionally talented, witnessing it with their own eyes still left them unable to hold

is practically designed for our senior, the rest

anger in the other disciples. Yet, facing those disciples from the Corpse Pavillion, there was nothing they could counter with.

the Corpse Pavillion was a fourth grade clan that followed demonic ways. They killed without any regard for honor or morality. The disciples from the

as the cheers from his fellow disciples. Instead, his

earlier. However, his expression remained calm as if everything had

not willing to be left behind. The leader of the disciples from the Thousand Leaves,

lack of any

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