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Ye Wuchen stood in the air. Sword intent flowed across his body; his eyes stared at Du Guleng.

Qian Yang possessed noble fate and was at the pinnacle of the Dharma Plane. Even without a ritual implement, he could still fight Ye Wuchen. However, because of Du Guleng, Qian Yang died before he could even release his true abilities. He'd died unjustly and unwillingly. Of course, Ye Wuchen didn't pity him. He only felt that Du Guleng was extremely cold-blooded. He'd stabbed Qian Yang while he was fighting Ye Wuchen without any hesitation.

And Ye Wuchen must admit that his words had been logical. After the relic, everyone else left. No one knew that Ye Futian and Qian Yang's groups remained in the palace. As long as the people of Ancient Loulan helped keep it a secret, no one outside would know. Ye Futian had the Virgin keep news in as well. News wouldn't spread, which was why he did it.

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