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Shua –

Shua –

Ten figures emerged from the channel, all of them with tyrannical auras. But, everyone’s eyes were focused on the person who landed at the very front.

He wore black robes without any impurity, as if they were formed from gathering the darkness of night, capable of swallowing and annihilating everything.

The young man bowed, his expression respectful. “Western Mountain’s Lian Yi pays tributes to the East Sea Dragon Saint. I wish Senior Dragon Saint eternal life, forever standing tall in the world!”

Still on the arena stage, Qin Yu furrowed his eyebrows. After this group arrived in the hall, many people began to secretly glance at him.

There was excitement, there was pity, there was taunting…he had no idea what their exact meaning was, but it definitely wasn’t anything good.

No, to be more accurate, when the name of Western Mountain’s Lian Yi was introduced to the hall, more and more eyes started to sweep over to him.

Qin Yu took a step and flew off of the arena stage, returning to his original position. He hesitated and asked in a low voice, “Senior-apprentice...