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"The Supreme Demon naturally wouldn't have any problems," the phantom said indifferently.
Liu Hongzhao looked at Zheng Yichen's gradually sharpening features and asked a question she cared deeply about, "Is the gap between him and the Supreme Demon large?"
"Gap? Ha, mortals will always be mortals. No matter how powerful, they will ultimately become a handful of yellow soil after at most three hundred years. How can he compare with the Supreme Demon?"
"Mortals..."
"Hmm?" Seeing Liu Hongzhao deep in thought, the phantom sensed something amiss. The amulet Zheng Yichen left her was indeed useful. It was a spell that didn't belong to this world, similar to the powers controlled by those beings from other realms. The material of the amulet was also made from the exuvia of a certain extraordinary serpent.
