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"Tal Li, you actually didn't die, and you've even advanced to the Nascent Soul Stage," a svelte woman in a blood-colored dress said with a frown.
The woman's features were picturesque, with skin as smooth as creamy jade, and her peach blossom eyes watery, captivating the soul.
Wu Rong, originating from the Blood Fiend Sect in Wei Country, early Nascent Soul Stage.
"Heh heh, Madam Wu, long time no see. Don't worry, I'll find an opportunity to return the favor you did for me," the man in a golden robe chuckled sinisterly, his teeth clenched.
From his words, it seemed he had a grudge against Wu Rong.
"Hmph, last time you escaped, but this time it might not be so easy."
Wu Rong's tone was ice cold.
"Who will escape this time is still uncertain!"
Tal Li said mockingly.
A loud horn sounded, and a squad of Barbarian Cultivators riding Spirit Beasts charged towards Refuse Barbarian City, while another squad on Spirit Birds flew towards it.
