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But in the next second, a cry of surprise came from Sheng Wuyang—

"What?! You're the Undead Divine Master? In that case, you're also…" Sheng Wuyang extended his index finger and pointed it at the sky as he lowered his voice and said sneakily," You're also a Divine Master? The famous Creator of the Undead Continent, which is filled with ghostly energy? "

The straightforward Sheng Wuyang was so shocked that he blurted out what he was thinking.

Sheng Lingfeng was afraid that Ye Qingyang would punish Sheng Wuyang because he felt offended by Sheng Wuyang's words, so before Ye Qingyang could answer, Sheng Lingfeng pretended to be angry and reprimanded Sheng Wuyang sternly, "Wuyang! Yesterday, your Mentoress said that you were sick and had a fever. Now, it seems that your brain has been fried!"