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!”

of them could not hold back from

started to discuss among themselves. The main topic had been the masked man’s attack making it seem far too easy. Compared to the rest of them who had used

disciple of the Corpse Pavillion. All the other disciples there all treat him with respect. He definitely holds a high position within the Corpse Pavillion for the other disciples to treat him

strong. I feel like the treasures on the Divine Void Slope will all end up in his

their own eyes still left them unable to hold back

designed for our senior, the rest of you can’t even

from the Corpse Pavillion,

demonic ways. They killed without any regard for honor or morality. The disciples from the north were

the praise showered on him as well as the cheers from his fellow disciples. Instead,

that happened earlier. However, his expression remained calm as if everything had been within his expectations, leaving no need for any hint of

Leaves Pavillion was obviously not willing to be left behind. The leader of the disciples from the Thousand

with the lack of any wind. He stepped in

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