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Yan Xiaobao was on the verge of collapse. His eyes were bloodshot, and he performed a spell gesture, releasing spiritual power to form a rumbling violet cauldron.
Even as the ground shook, he shot into the air. When he looked down, he realized the girl was nowhere to be seen. Clearly, everything had been an illusion from the beginning.
"Damn it!" he roared, his expression grim. Something about the entire situation seemed peculiar, and Yan Xiaobao began to speculate that perhaps that mysterious little girl had used some sort of magical trick on him.
No longer in the mood to stay put, he gritted his teeth and continued forward. After about two hours, he saw three cultivators ahead engaged in fierce battle. Suddenly, he stopped in his tracks.
