C687 Soul Holy Competition Open!
In the opulent confines of a courtyard within Soul Ancient City, the Palace Master of Spirit Pill Hall could barely contain his fury. "Damn that insolent whelp!" he seethed, his fists clenched and golden hair billowing with rage as he watched Su Yun stroll through the city streets, his true face on display. The news of Su Yun's public outing had reached him almost instantly.
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