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The arena was deathly silent. The members of the Primordial Spirit Clan stared out into space.
The Primordial Spirit Imprint, one of their three greatest treasures, was destroyed by a single sword strike right in front of their eyes.
How was that even possible?
The minds of the Primordial Spirit Clan members went blank.
Qing Wu was also in shock. He hadn't expected the Primordial Spirit Imprint, empowered by his own strength, to be obliterated so easily. It was so surreal that it was like a dream.
The Grand Elder stared sternly at Ye Guan but said nothing.
Ye Guan sheathed the Qingxuan Sword and asked, “Is it over now?”
The Grand Elder's face darkened.
The Wise Master appeared in the arena and stared at Ye Guan. “You’ve won.”
The faces of the Primordial Spirit Clan members grew somber. Ye Guan won, and we lost?
The majority of them couldn't accept the outcome, and some of the more radical individuals chose to charge at Ye Guan.
Ye Guan frowned at the sight, but before he could make a move, Qing Zhi appeared...
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