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The sparks dissipated and the ripples in the surroundings didn't stop.

Zi Xing stood in the middle of the grand hall, staring at the shattered space.

If it wasn't for Yang Fan changing direction in the end, how could the group of people still have a chance of survival?

"Who is this kid?"

Both of the Dragon King's hands began to tremble as he stared at the remaining ripples in the air