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In Qianwu State, before the mountain gate of Thousand Martial Hall, numerous martial artists lingered, awaiting the return of Xu Yan.
They also wanted to see whether the genius of Thousand Martial Hall would be forced to come out.
Wu Tianan was deep in thought, considering whether to leave Qianwu State or to continue waiting for Xu Yan to appear.
After all, without his deterrent presence, it was highly possible that the shameless lot of Thousand Martial Hall would personally step in, bullying the weak with their strength.
But his heart scratched like a clawing cat at the thought of meeting Xu Yan's master.
A being that transcended the domain?
Such a strong person was unimaginable.
"If what Xu Yan said is true, and he is the disciple of such a terrifying existence, how could he be threatened by Thousand Martial Hall? I need not worry about him."
