The middle-aged man had seized the moment when two Five-Tribulation Loose Immortals were both gravely injured to finish them off. Almost everyone present had assumed he was the "oriole behind the mantis," the ultimate victor who had secured the precious Immortal treasure.
No one had anticipated what followed:
Just as the man prepared to break the complex layers of formations surrounding the treasure to claim it, an old man in grey robes appeared. The moment he appeared, he obliterated the middle-aged man. From start to finish, he had only said one thing:
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