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The colorful-clad clown ignored this, opened his mouth wide into a grin at both cheeks, revealing a very sinister smile, and made a bow to the crowd outside.
This scene did not at all resemble the aftermath of having just killed several cultivators, but rather the conclusion of a juggling performance.
Moreover, he seemed to greatly enjoy the sensation of being watched by the crowd.
Especially since most of the spectators looked on with eyes full of surprise and horror, their faces also carrying the utmost expression of fear.
After bowing to the onlookers, the colorful-clad clown turned around leisurely, raised a hand, and shot out a serpentine golden light from his palm, pulling the storage magic tools of the black-robed elder and Wula towards him.
Outside the Longevity Immortal Tower, Yuan Ming saw this scene, curled the corners of his mouth upwards, and without a word, turned around and blended into the crowd on the street.