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After the laughter ended, a cold and powerful aura surged out from the body of the black clothed man. This aura directly turned into a gust of wind that blew against Sacred Xuan's sharp cheeks.

"Early stage of the Primal Chaos?" Feeling the strong wind blowing towards him, Sheng Xuan couldn't help but be startled, realizing the other party's true strength.

Surprised