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In the void above the swamp, Jian Wushuang looked down at the towering temple with cold eyes.
"The first person is hiding here? How remote." Jian Wushuang sneered in his heart. At the same time, his soul power had sensed the presence of a large number of maids and beauties in the temple.
"He was clearly hiding from the pursuit, but he still brought so many maids and beauties with him for his enjoyment. Humph, he really deserves to die!"
Without any hesitation, Jian Wushuang dived down.
Boom!
The restriction that had always existed in the sky above the swamp was broken by Jian Wushuang in an instant, and he directly charged into the palace.
The golden-robed middle-aged man sitting in the main hall also looked up in horror. When he looked up, he found Jian Wushuang who had entered the palace.
He was wearing a gray robe and a gray, cold mask, which was obviously the attire of a member of the Heaven-cleaving Alliance.