Staring at the purple-robed youth in the distance, Zishang's eyes went wide, and his body trembled slightly.
At that very moment, it was as if he were looking at a mortal enemy of life and death!
In truth, deep down in his heart, Zishang had long since regarded the purple-robed youth before him as a mortal enemy—the kind where only one of them could survive.
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