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The one who can kill me has yet to be born!
Those words were like the sound of thunder. Everyone present was awed by that heroic sentiment, and their hearts beat rapidly.
All the people there that day were super high-level cultivators!
There were so many of them!
What right did he have to say those words?
How could he dare?
The three Sacred Sovereigns were not angry. For cultivators at their level, their temperament had long transcended the secular world.
Such things would not make them angry.
If young people were not arrogant, how could they still be called young people?
As long as they were the ones who won in the end, it would be fine.
What they wanted was the pure True Immortal blood, the sacred arts, and the sacred weapon...
"Forget it, whatever you say. You're going to die anyway."
"I hope that you won't be so arrogant in your next life. As a person, you must be humbled."
