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Su Quan swore to the heavens that he had never suffered such a huge shock before.
Even when he heard that his son, Su Lin, had died tragically, the shock he felt when Zhenyuan city fell was not even one-tenth of what he felt now.
The moment Shen lang took off his cloak, su Quan was scared out of his wits.
From his bones to his soul, he was trembling.
It was as if a gust of cold air had risen from the bottom of his feet to the top of his head.
It was as if his entire body had been frozen in place, and he couldn't move at all.
Oh my God!
What had happened?
Why was it like this?
Why is Shen lang still alive?
Wasn't he surrounded by King Qiang's Army of tens of thousands? Didn't ban RUO and the itinerant monk of the Great Tribulation Temple go after him?
