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Whoo!
Whoo!
Whoo!
The cold wind howled as lightning flashed and thunder roared.
At this moment, the summit of Imperial Dragon Mountain seemed as if a giant demon was undergoing its tribulation, the terrifying might of the heavens filling the space between earth and sky.
Yang Yuhuan's eyebrows knotted tightly, having not anticipated that Xue Xiong, who had consistently held the upper hand, would actually be defeated.
And defeated so quickly at that.
"Uncle Emperor, it seems that my judgment of people is more accurate after all! While the young do have their disadvantages, youth also means being full of possibilities. Sometimes, when one gets old, one must accept it and give young people more opportunities!" Emperor Qian said with a smile, his eyes narrowed.
Hmph!
Yang Yuhuan let out a cold snort, his face turning extremely ugly.
