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At the sect, Lu Chuan hovered in mid-air, waiting for the elders of the Medicine Sect to appear.
Before long, the four great elders of Music, Chess, Poetry, and Painting arrived with all the experts of the Medicine Sect beyond the Profound Realm.
When they saw Lu Chuan suspended in the air, the despair in their hearts deepened.
The elders all showed the same shocked expressions as those who had come seeking medicine, simultaneously realizing that Lu Chuan was more difficult to deal with than they had imagined.
Any normal martial artist, even if unbeatable, could perhaps be managed with their numerical advantage, but the fact that their opponent could fly—was such an existence truly something they could defeat?
Lu Chuan released his Divine Sense, sweeping over the experts of the Medicine Sect, and was surprised to find that the strongest among them was only a Grade 5 Saint, not at all like Lin Chuxia had said, that many of the elders were no weaker than her master.
