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"Damn it!"
Hallmaster Dao Qiongcang witnessed a series of unusual space anomalies beneath the Red Plum.
Xu Xiaoshou's intent was clear, and his determination to mend the fence after the sheep have been lost was exceptionally strong.
All of them are obstinate.
None of them can change.
This was destined to be a collision with a head-on confrontation!
"But head-on..."
He simply couldn't win!
Hallmaster Dao Qiongcang had been fighting head-on with Cursed Yin for half a day.
Indeed, he wasn't the sharpest sword, but it depended on who he was compared to—he just couldn't compare to the Eight Gods.
The combat power of the Three Venerable Qiongcang was also well-known, definitely not weaker than Xu Xiaoshou, but it could only struggle to keep up with the pre-dementia Cursed Yin.
Where would Hallmaster Dao Qiongcang not know how hard it was to breach the defenses of a cautious Cursed Yin?
Xu Xiaoshou was indeed strong...