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"Three thousand immortal gates..."
"Spiritual energy?"
"Who is this...?"
The ordinary people in Jiangzhou City had no idea who was speaking, nor did they understand what Tang Tianhao was talking about.
Martial artists had indeed gradually appeared in their sight, but not everyone was certain that cultivators truly existed.
Some regarded them as ethereal beings like Tai Chi grandmasters, believing that even if they did exist, they might not necessarily possess exceptional combat strength.
In such a situation, Tang Tianhao's words fell on their ears and naturally puzzled them.
"Wasn't there a battle by the Yellow River? Shouldn't it be over by now? Could this person speaking be related to the battle by the river?"
"Battle? You don't really believe that cultivators exist, do you? That's all just deception, tricks played by jianghu sorcerers, designed to swindle money from the rich!"
