"What's going on?"
"What's going on?"
"Has someone broken in?"
The sound of battle from within the trench was immense, stirring the hidden Heavenly Demons who rushed towards the now-ruined main hall.
"It's nothing, just a few small thieves, who have already been dealt with by my men," Yang Ji's clone said with a cold face, standing with hands behind his back atop the ruins.
Lang Canghai stood by, releasing the formidable presence of a Mahayana peak.
A group of Demon Lords rushed in, exchanging glances before bowing and saying, "It's good that the commander is unharmed!"
"Don't let word of this get out, understand?" Yang Ji's clone looked down indifferently.
"Yes, we will follow the commander's orders!" the Demon Lords responded in unison.
"Find someone to repair the main hall!" Yang Ji's clone glanced at the broken hall once more.
"Yes, commander!" The Demon Lords nodded and then got busy with the task.
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