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The Sword Sounds resounded, devoid of any sorrow, but filled with even more heroism, like an old soldier on the verge of death, requesting orders from his general to fight with his life on the line.
Han Yi glanced at the Xuan Yuan Sword that continued to echo with sword sounds, then shifted his gaze toward a location ten-odd miles away, where the Taoist Seal had been sent flying for several miles. His expression became increasingly solemn.
"So strong!"
"Truly worthy of inheriting part of the heritage from the previous Reincarnation Tao Ancestor and the Void Prison Immortal Sovereign, and dominating the Void Prison for almost a hundred thousand years."
Han Yi had quite an understanding of the Void Prison Immortal Sovereign.
