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Several days later.
Outside Mount Fengxue.
Within a barrier, several Immortals sat cross-legged, sharing a glance with one another.
One of the Immortals, with pitch-black horns on his head, spoke up at once, "Recently, there still hasn't been any contact. I'm afraid Huo has met his end..."
"What Brother Long says is true. Abundant Karma House has been able to dominate for so many years; naturally, they have some heritage."
Another black-clothed Immortal opened his mouth, "Shall we... change our target?"
Unwillingness glimmered through Brother Long, the horns on his head emitting strands of red light, with bright red lines crawling up them.
