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Chu Zhiyuan owed them too much blood debt.
A blood debt must be repaid with blood!
Their hearts boiled with murderous intent, wishing they could charge in and slaughter everyone to the last man.
Their eyes shot out cold and fiery gleams as they got up and silently approached the Purple Sun Villa.
Black-clad figures darted through the forest, silent and extremely fast.
The black figures merged with the shadows of the trees, occasionally flickering in the moonlight before quickly disappearing again.
They executed their Qinggong silently, advancing toward the Purple Sun Villa, needing to pass by the White Bone Towers.
Under the moonlight, the White Bone Towers emitted a ghastly white glow, filling them with awe.
An inexplicable fear arose, chilling their backs.
Inside those White Bone Towers were many Grandmasters, and some Great Grandmasters.
These Grandmasters were no less skilled than them, while the Great Grandmasters were often unreachable top experts.
