Guardian of the Secret Text

In this realm, all disciples watched Jian Wushuang with intense anticipation.

Unbeknownst to them, they had already placed all their hopes on this young Yan Immortal.

As they watched Jian Wushuang stabilize the barrier with his Yan power, Prince Jiu's gaze grew cold and resentful.

He cold not understand why the most powerful individuals were all friendly with Jian Wushuang.

If it were just Yan Immortal, it would be one thing, but even Six and Nine Revolutions Grand Yan Immortals seemed to flock to him.

"Damn it, how did this guy manage to do it?!" Prince Jiu was consumed by jealousy.

"Jian Wushuang, don't get too cocky. One day, I'll crush you beneath my feet!"

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This time, the all-encompassing palm that descended from the black-robed elder failed to have the same effect. With shattered light and shattered shadows, the palm was directly dispersed.