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"You certainly know quite a bit, don't you?" The head of Snowborne, Han Gucheng, smiled coldly.
"No, that can't be. Snowborne has existed for longer than a millennium. You, Han Gucheng, weren't around a thousand years ago! How could you be the head of Snowborne?" Saint Lun Hui cried out.
"You're a man on the brink of death. Why waste your time asking me questions?" Han Gucheng steadily walked toward Saint Lun Hui.
"You must have killed the real head of Snowborne, replaced him, and deliberately got close to me—all to scheme against me and seize my charm of heavenly law! What a schemer you are!" Saint Lun Hui exclaimed, finally piecing everything together all too late.
Han Gucheng ignored the saint's curses. Surrounded by radiant green light, with the charm of heavenly law glowing within his body, Han Gucheng's aura was steadily growing stronger. He drew a longsword and pointed it at the saint.
The saint's avatar, trapped inside the Ice Casket, was unable to move. He watched Han Gucheng approach as his face twisted with terror. "No!...
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