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"Zheng Kuang, you bastard!" Abbot Wu Yu of the Zhenkong Temple cursed. He glared at Uncle Zheng and scolded, "You shameless scoundrels! How dare you allow Ye Shitian to kill so many disciples of our Hundred Sects!"

"Damn it!"

"Ye Shitian deserves to die!"

"Zheng Kuang, don't think for one second that we don't dare to kill you just because you're from the Beigong family!"

"Even you, Seventh Miss, you're so cruel. You sent Ye Shitian in to kill all of the young geniuses of the Hundred Sects!"

"If you weren't the Seventh Miss of the Beigong family, I would skin you alive today!"

Many peak-level Divine King realm and early-stage Primordial Chaos realm elders pointed at Uncle Zheng and Beigong Ziyu and cursed.

Beigong Ziyu's face was pale. She had been worried that something would happen to Ye Shitian, but unexpectedly, it was the others that got into trouble instead, and not many who had targeted her master had survived.

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