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The battle came swiftly and ended just as quickly; it didn't last long before Gu Chen defeated Mo Zilin and his companions.
At this moment, the entire scene was silent, not even the sound of a crow could be heard. Many warriors were still immersed in the battle they had just witnessed, their hearts mixed with various emotions from which they couldn't extricate themselves.
"Brother Zilin!"
At this moment, Yang Mingyue from the Heavenly Saber Sect let out a cry of alarm and ran towards Mo Zilin, who lay on the ground without rising for a long time.
Mo Zilin's mouth was filled with blood foam; dozens of bones were broken all over his body, his internal organs had shifted positions, and waves of sharp pain surged through him. His chest's rise and fall were extremely weak.
Seeing this, Yang Mingyue became even more frantic and called out repeatedly, "Brother Zilin, Brother Zilin, how are you? Look at me, how are you…?"