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"Alas, it is hateful to hide such strength. Truly deceitful and cunning," the Heavenly Demon God fumed, believing that strong individuals should be forthright, not motionless like Qin Muye, hiding like a turtle.
"That's exactly what I was waiting for you to say," Qin Muye couldn't help but smile, then promptly made his move.
"Damn, a storm is coming," the face of the Heavenly Demon God turned gloomy.
"Heh, an interesting life form. First come, first served, the rest of you will have to wait for the next opportunity," Qin Muye's voice, with its terrifying contamination, flowed through the cosmos, but was quickly purified by some Rank 8 Transcendents.
"Damn it!" The Heavenly Demon God nearly gnashed his teeth to pieces, not expecting this trick.
