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Tombstones stood tall, and numerous colossal stone coffins were exposed to view.
The wind began to intensify inexplicably, causing the sand and gravel to whirl about atop the Nine Army Tomb Mountain.
A potent killing intent emanated from the group of the Royal Young Gang, particularly from a very dull-looking youth.
Despite his dazed expression, his eyes betrayed a terrifying murderous aura!
Besides him, there were a few others, whose gazes towards Zhu Minglang looked as though fueled by deep-seated hatred.
These were two brothers dressed in royal attire, Zhao Chen and Zhao Wu!
"The deed to the Young Dragon Valley is in his hands, and he also killed Hao Shaocong!" Zhao Xi pointed at Zhu Minglang and shouted loudly.
"This scourge may as well be eradicated by me, Xu Mao, as a service to heaven," Xu Mao stepped forward.
He stretched out his palm, which emitted a dazzling radiance of purple light from the sigil contained within.
