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"Senior, rest assured, with the Celestial Clan causing havoc everywhere, we cultivators must fight with all our might!"
Ye Feng's face was serious.
Although even he felt his words were somewhat melodramatic, he thought to himself, how could there be intact eggs under a toppled nest?
To defend the sect, he had no choice but to make a move.
"If you can say that, then I am relieved," the Jiaoyang Ancient Saint said, nodding with satisfaction, taking out a sun shrunk to the size of a thumb.
"This is the divine skill 'Scorching Sun Overhead,' personally created by myself. Whether or not you can comprehend it depends on your destiny."
On hearing that it was a divine skill created by a saint, Ye Feng was overjoyed. He received it with both hands, feeling delighted.
Yuzhu looked on with envy.
