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Cos Island.
Inside the dance hall.
The fork toyed by Ye Xuan was stained red with blood, piercing directly into the heart of the cultivator from Yan Country, killing him in one blow.
The other cultivator, not yet having made his move, was trembling all over in fear, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, his face utterly devoid of any color, ghastly pale.
In his eyes, Ye Xuan's demeanor was no different from that of a terrifying demon.
With just a single hand sword, he knocked his companion to the ground.
Before his companion could react.
A sharp fork, with a "screech," pierced into his companion's heart.
Ye Xuan attacked as swiftly as lightning, leaving them no time for thought—by the time they realized, they were already caught off guard, or simply unable to defend themselves.
"Who... who are you?"
