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The thin old man clutched the crystal ball with one hand as his body swiftly turned to dodge Feng Dong’s strike.

"You’re quite fast, aren’t you?" Feng Dong became getting irritated. As a Transcendent of the Xia Clan, it was his duty to protect his clan. He was furious at what happened. His strength flared up and his speed increased to the point that it exceeded that of the old man, becoming a bizarre shadow.. His fame as the Ghost Deity Knight was precisely due to his way of fighting being akin to the ghost of a god.

Clang clang, with one hand clutching the crystal ball, the thin old man only had one hand to defend. He rigorously moved to blocked the halberd,, which became a phantom. He became unable to defend against it, and his body was pierced.

The old man sneered. "It’s futile." His complexion suddenly changed when his previously pierced abdomen began making a gushing sound and his body started to erode.