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The atmosphere fell silent for a moment.
The old garrison commander felt his mouth dry and parched, so he poured himself a cup of wine and drank it down in one gulp.
"What do you mean... destroyed?"
"From this world, this vicious evil will be no more." Lin Yan swallowed the snake meat and said, "That's what destroyed means."
"You've slain a vicious evil?" The old garrison commander couldn't help standing up, tremblingly said, "Not an evil spirit, but a fierce evil spirit?"
"That's right, the Cultivator who worshiped this evil creature was the Pig of the Tribulation Ash Twelve Phases." Lin Yan tore off a piece of snake meat and passed it over, saying, "He's also dead, the mask is in my possession, I brought it back."
"..."
The old garrison commander's expression gradually became numb, stunned in place.
It took him a long while to come back to his senses, then he realized that he was still absentmindedly chewing on the snake meat in his mouth.
