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"Pfft—" Yu Longting spat out a mouthful of blood, his lips curving slightly, "The barefoot are not afraid of the shod, it seems. I am but a crippled snake now, so to be buried alongside the one hailed as the hope of all humanity, the only mortal capable of reaching the pinnacle of cultivation, is well worth it."
"Then let's try it out, Snake Lord, Yu Longting."
Master Qingyang's eyes were filled with a cold, bloodthirsty chill, his aura so intense it hardly resembled that of a Taoist cultivator. He threw out two Divine Talismans capable of reducing this Steles Forest to level ground.
The Divine Talismans, soaring with a force that could shatter the old and decayed, hurtled toward the White Snake representing Yu Longting's Primordial Spirit.
Yu Longting was indifferent, "Let's give it a try."
The White Python bravely faced off against the overwhelming power of the two charms, and after shattering the talismans,