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Lu Yang took a half step back, feeling that under these circumstances, it seemed too late to leave anymore, so he stepped forward again.

"Who are you!" The Heaven Centipede Taoist's expression drastically changed upon seeing Lu Yang able to establish a stable spatial channel. What level of power must this be?!

"He, he is Lu Yang!" Lu Yang's fame had spread far, even reaching the Demon Territory with his portraits.

The Heaven Centipede Taoist had been sealed for a hundred years and naturally did not recognize Lu Yang, but that did not prevent him from being frightened.

"You all should leave now. I'll handle things here." Lu Yang shooed away the Little Demons.

Noticing that the Little Demons' gazes were fixed on Ao Ling and Jiang Lianyi, he added, "She can still be saved, I can save her. Go now."

Only then did the Little Demons hurriedly flee the ancient tomb.

"You two seniors, stop crying and sleeping, get up now," Lu Yang said helplessly.