The man was the young master of the Lunula Sect, Julius Jackson. Presently, he was in soul projection form, hiding in the body of the disciple who had just died.

Bjorne locked eyes with him.

Bjorne

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Julius gave a despicable expression and gaze.

“So what if I did?” Bjorne’s was even more aloof than Julius. “You’re that bast*rd young master who stole your subordinate’s concubine? Your subordinates even betrayed you and called you a bast*rd behind your back. Are you that stupid to come here to avenge them?”

Bjorne

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“What are you talking about?” Julius’ eyes widened as he suppressed his anger.

“Don’t you understand human language?”

on a high horse. Bjorne’s repeated

Bjorne

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“I’m your grandpa!”

Sword and slashed it at

Bjorne

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matter what projection you are… All of

Swoosh!

could the Xavion Sword sever flesh, but it could also sever souls. Although Julius’s projection was not even a soul, it shattered and split in half after the sword went through it. It seemed the

words came out. “Aborigine, you’ve actually mastered the

Poof!

completely shattered and

***

was furiously smashing the table and chairs around him. A trembling maid

man was

going on?” an old man asked

a cold face. “All of our disciples who crossed the boundary were wiped out in the sanctuary just now. They obtained

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