"Are you Mr. Grim Reaper?"
Venerable Wu Ling's figure trembled slightly, a trace of apprehension appearing in his eyes. The name Mr. Grim Reaper was not a simple one.
"Mr. Grim Reaper, he's really Mr. Grim Reaper!"
"Oh my gosh, so he is Mr. Grim Reaper. I've only heard of his name, but today I finally see him in person."
"Mr. Grim Reaper, the genius assassin from the Death God Pavilion, and also the Young Master of the Death God Pavilion. It turns out the Death God Pavilion is also eyeing the Purple Crystal Vein. Any of the top eighteen killers is not easy to mess with, let alone the leading assassin, Mr. Grim Reaper. His strength must have reached a very high level, I'm afraid Venerable Wu Ling is not his match."
"Hard to tell. The Death God Pavilion practices the art of assassination, they're adept at covert killing, but on the ring, these skills won't offer much advantage."
"Mr. Grim Reaper is here too, this Martial Assembly is getting more and more exciting."
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