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Chapter 922

Chapter 922

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After the two sides had been locked in fierce combat for an hour, the Elite Disciple saw his chance when a Golden Eagle King Demonic Beast missed its dive. Seizing the moment, he thrust his long spear forward like lightning, piercing through the beast's wing. His face lit up with excitement as he shouted, "Let's see how arrogant you are now!" Nearby, an Elder's disciple of the Third-tier Martial Venerable rank, though slightly lower in cultivation, was unleashing a peculiar technique. He formed seals with his hands and chanted, causing the surrounding fire element to rapidly converge in front of him, manifesting as massive fireballs.

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