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"What did you say?"
Shinazugawa Tengen furrowed his brows, quite enraged by what Long Xuan had just said.
"I don't like to repeat myself."
Long Xuan, his voice cold, dropped this line and began to channel his mana.
Under Long Xuan's feet, the Eight Trigrams Formation Seal appeared; he stood amongst the Eight Trigrams, as three Peach Wood Swords transformed—one into a red dragon, another into a fire phoenix, and the third took on the appearance of a Kylin, perfectly covering the space inside the stone wall with their just right-sized seal.
"The Mount Longhu Trinity Sword? I didn't expect that these three swords you wield would actually be one of the heirloom treasures of Mount Longhu."
Shinazugawa Tengen opened his mouth in slight surprise. He had already encountered these three Peach Wood Swords in their earlier battle, but back then they did not reveal much uniqueness.
