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"Wu wu wu..."
As the tune sounded, Wu Zhenglin realized he was wrong. Even though he had recovered his strength and even made some progress, he still couldn't withstand the power of this tune beside his great-granddaughter.
It was simply unsolvable. Grandmasters couldn't stand firmly, and Great Grandmasters felt dizzy and swollen-headed, and covering their ears didn't help at all.
Zijun was still just an ordinary person. If she were to enter cultivation, possessing Spiritual Energy, who knows what terrifying power this tune could hold.
Su Sheng stepped up to Iceberg, appearing normal on the surface but was actually going mad; his mind was not very clear.
"Where do you think you're going!"
The white-haired elder shot over like a streak of light, but there seemed to be a problem with this light; its speed gradually slowed down until, when it got close, it had degenerated from a streak into an afterimage.
