The Mission

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"It seems that I have to find the lord to exchange for some divine power fruits," Jian Wushuang murmured, stood up, and walked out of the secret skill.

The Mystic Realm Jian Wushuang was in was in the first sky, unlike in the Endless Territory, where there were many experts.

In the hall, there were many members of the Heaven-cleaving Alliance gathered. Some wore the special clothes of the Heaven-cleaving Alliance and masks, but some did not. The entire hall was very lively.

Jian Wushuang did not wear a mask. He just changed his original appearance slightly. He had always used this appearance. When he walked out of the room and came to the hall, the entire hall immediately fell silent.

Many people looked at Jian Wushuang with strange gazes.

Some were curious, some were surprised, and some were gloating.

"Is he Heavenly Sword Marquis?"