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However, he could not speak, could not utter a word, only replying with silence.
If these guardian spirits knew that thirty-two was just the appearance, and that the fragments he obtained in the tomb exceeded a thousand, what would they think then?
If they knew that even the Remnant Spirit Night Emperor, the Shura Bow, occupied his flesh and blood, covertly bearing the mission of his clan, would they go mad with excitement? Would they be moved to tears? Would they feel the thrill and joy of being revived from desperation?
——Ye Hanjun didn't know.
All he knew was that these secrets could now only be sealed within his mind, undetected by gods or demons, left for him to digest alone.
"Good!"
"Very good!!"
In the silence, Ye Ying's dull pupils burst out with endless divine light.
She repeated the word "good" four times, her palms holding the bow case trembling incessantly.
"An all-time high! Etched in history!"