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Ghostfang clenched his fists tightly. He was not someone easily influenced by emotions, but up until now, he was filled with countless incomprehensible feelings.
Shangguan Tianyou was panting heavily. He felt as if his heart had been bitten by a venomous snake, overwhelmed completely by madness and jealousy. "Yan Xiaobao! If it weren't for you, all of this would be mine!"
Everyone was shaken as Song Que retreated at the fastest speed, blood spewing from his mouth. His eyes were a deep red, his hair disheveled. It seemed he wanted to devour Yan Xiaobao alive, letting out a miserable howl.
"Yan Xiaobao!!"
His Ninth Tideflow had failed, leaving only eight Tideflows. As his Dao foundation stabilized, his cultivation base became the foundation for the establishment stage. Even if he retreated, his power far exceeded before.
