Xuan Xiao looked coldly at Zhu Yuan, a bloodthirsty smile pulling at the corners of his mouth. Then, the black mist slowly dissipated, leaving behind only a bone-chilling voice echoing across the heavens and earth.
"Zhu Yuan, this is only the beginning. From here on out, thoroughly enjoy the reward I'm giving you."
Zhu Siguo. This man's cultivation was not particularly high—merely at the Nascent Soul early stage—after all, it had been less than twenty years since he had earned that title.
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