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"Stop calling, they are all dead," that ice-cold voice sounded behind Fu Jiushu, who had already pushed the door open and entered.
Fu Jiushu turned around and looked at the young man in black clothes, sighing, "So, you have finally decided to kill me, haven't you?"
"I had originally planned to let you go, but you set your sights on my disciple. Therefore, you deserve to die," the young man in black said expressionlessly, standing quietly after entering and looking at Fu Jiushu.
Fu Jiushu also stared back at the young man in black, and after a long while, he unexpectedly started to laugh, "To be honest... Demon Lord, I am really surprised you have survived until today."
"I am quite surprised too," the young man in black spoke indifferently, "Lucky to be alive."
"No, it's because you have a good disciple!" Fu Jiushu sighed, "Unexpectedly, this young man who has shaken the three realms of the Heavenly Immortal Spirit has formed a connection with you, the Demon Lord."