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Ye Xuan spoke softly, but each word was powerful and resounding, like a sharp needle deeply piercing the hearts of the thirty-two Nascent Soul Realm Middle Stage cultivators present.
Some Nascent Soul Realm Middle Stage cultivators, in particular, showed fierce expressions, with cold and vicious eyes fixed on Ye Xuan, wishing they could immediately step forward and harshly trample Ye Xuan underfoot to teach him a lesson.
"This guy is really too arrogant. That Tie Laosan, although also a Nascent Soul Realm Middle Stage cultivator, is at the bottom of that stage. Defeating a Tie Laosan and daring to be so presumptuous, it's as if he doesn't take Nascent Soul Realm Middle Stage cultivators seriously at all."
A man with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes snorted coldly, his face showing displeasure, and said coldly.
