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"Looking for death, young fool!"
His conjured image of a silver wolf shattered, the silver-robed elder no longer waited and flew towards him.
His speed was so swift that he appeared in front of Han Muye in a blink.
"Be careful of his ice-cold mystic art."
"This guy's speed is extremely fast."
"He has a Fish Scale Knife that can multiply indefinitely, don't let him get close!"
Several voices rang out.
At a distance, those ten Universe-level powerhouses were now imprisoned, but their experience and vision remained.
They were all too familiar with the combat strength and methods of the Heaven-Howling Divine Wolf.
"Buzz——"
A mass of snow-colored frost pressed down on Han Muye's head.
The silver-robed elder's body turned ethereal, spreading around Han Muye.
A cyan-grey long saber hung in mid-air, its surface flickering with the light of fish scales.
A golden halo shone in Han Muye's eyes.
