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 humiliation of him caused him to fly into a rage. “Tell

Bjorne

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“I’m your grandpa!”

Xavion Sword and slashed it

Bjorne

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are… All

Swoosh!

also sever souls. Although Julius’s projection was not even a soul, it shattered and split in half after the

extinguished entirely, vicious words came out. “Aborigine, you’ve actually mastered the Xavion

Poof!

projection completely

***

floated with a terrifying aura. On it, a young man was furiously smashing the table and chairs

was Julius

going on?” an old man asked cautiously after

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

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