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Lyla and the Timaeus Sect's Saint arrived at the entrance to the Daemon Prison.
The two of them were shocked by the light rays coming from the Daemon Prison that led into the
Forladtt Land.
The Saint had his hands behind his back as he sneered, “How is such a magical phenomenon coming
from the Forladtt Land? It's not the demons trying to get through tribulations, right?"
Lyla looked at him disgustedly and said, "What are you doing here, Yunleiv? Do you not have anything
to do?"
Yunleiv sighed, "Don't act like this, Lyla. We'll be husband and wife..."
"Shut up! I won't agree to the marriage!" Lyla immediately interrupted him.
Yunleiv grabbed Lyla by the collar and sneered, "My father raised you and has planted Deadgory Bugs
in your soul. I've already mastered the secret art needed to control Deadgory Bugs. Once I activate the
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtbugs in your soul, you'll be tormented to the point that you'll wish you were better off dead.
"I advise you to be obedient, and I can treat you better. Or else."
"You're a despicable, shameless, lowly bastard."
Suddenly, a powerful voice came from the Hudde Passage, interrupting Yunleiv.
Lyla and Yunleiv looked toward the source and saw a handsome young man in a white robe walking
out from the Quasar Lights.
Yunleiv's face immediately darkened after seeing the man.
"It's you? I thought you were already sealed in the Forladtt Land. How are you still alive?"
Truett smiled and said disdainfully, "Are you disappointed? Have you been looking everywhere for me
after leaving seclusion?
Yunleiv's face darkened, and he said condescendingly, "I'm glad you know. It's time I get revenge for
the humiliation you've caused me.
"You've only just entered the Yuraeceon Daelm Rank's Ninth Tribulation. It seems your talent doesn't
really live up to your genius cultivator title.
Truett smiled and said, "Well, what about your cultivation rank?"
Yunleiv said sarcastically, "I'm at the peak of the Yuraeceon Daelm Rank's Ninth Tribulation. I'll be able
to crush you with one hand."
"I'm so scared! Did you use a lot of elixirs?" Truett crossed his hands across his chest and pretended to
shiver in fear.
Truett's words triggered Yunleiv, making him furious.
Yunleiv raised his hand, attempting to attack Truett.
A potent Genesis swept toward Truett. However, he stood firmly in place and did not dodge. Instead,
he smiled creepily.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmYunleiv's Genesis inched closer but was blocked by some sort of barrier and exploded.
Meanwhile, Truett was completely unscathed.
Yunleiv watched in shock, then shouted, “That's impossible! You're just a weakling at the Yuraeceon
Daelm Rank's Ninth Tribulation lower grade. How could you block my attack?"
Truett ignored him and looked at Lyla. Then, he asked, "Do you want to get involved in this, Elder
Lyla?"
Lyla replied indifferently, "It's a matter between you two and has nothing to do with me."
"Then this will be easy to settle," Truett smiled, looked at the livid Yunleiv, and said, "If I could beat you
while at the Yuraeceon Daelm Rank's Fifth Tribulation, I can do the same again."
After speaking, a powerful gray light erupted from Truett's body, and his Qrohm increased significantly.
Yunleiv gasped, "The Second Marciais Combat Form? I didn't expect you to have cultivated the
Marciais Combat Form in the Forladtt Land. In that case, I must ensure you die today."
After speaking, he stepped forward and charged at Truett.
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