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Boom—
Ghosthand Xiao fell to the grassland a kilometer away like a cannonball, slid along the ground, with grass clippings flying and mud splashing in all directions.
When he came to a stop, he had breath only to exhale, no breath to inhale.
Everyone involuntarily drew in a sharp breath. This was a warrior from the Immortal Realm, yet he was defeated in one strike. Even if he wasn't dead, he was seriously injured.
Qin Jun raised an eyebrow. It seemed this goddess had a temper.
In front of the ice palanquin, Hu Yuzhi frowned, her face filled with gravity, evidently having underestimated the energy contained within the celestial stone.
Zhou Mingyue rubbed his chin, muttering, "Could there be something hidden inside?"
It was precisely because of the stone's oddity that Liyuan Valley had sent him to collect it personally.
