Another cold snort rang out.
An old woman with white hair, leaning on a dragon-headed cane, stepped out from the crowd and said coldly, “Yu Mi, let’s see how you run, hide, or escape today! You killed my precious grandson, and I’ll have your life in return!” As she spoke, she stomped her dragon-headed cane hard on the ground, making a deep, resonant hum.
If Xuantian Sect hadn’t been so wealthy, with every floor tile carefully forged and protected by a formation set by a demon saint, the tiles would have shattered under that blow.
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