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Infuriated

Editor: Misty Cloud Translations

There was an eerie silence after the exclamation. Everyone stared at the black-robed figure on the high platform as if they were seeing a ghost. He, he, he defeated the Venerable?

That was the sect's Venerable! How was it possible that the Venerable, whose strength was at the Celestial level, be defeated by a cultivator from the mortal world? When did the mortal world's people become so powerful?

Several Immortal Lords nearby stood up from their seats involuntarily, their faces flushed with alarm. They believed that the Venerable would eventually win, and that's why they never stopped the battle.

Further, they thought that the black-robed man was arrogant and thus deserved to suffer some setbacks and shocks. But to their surprise, it was their faces that were slapped.

A sect's Venerable was defeated by a cultivator from the mortal world. It would be a joke on them if word of this got out.

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