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"Tsk tsk, it's not good to clean up now." Ye Mingche chuckled. Looking at the several figures running away, he was not afraid at all. He swung his sword and an emperor aura burst out, mixed with endless killing intent. His eyes were as cold as ice and the Monarch Sword had a chilling aura.

Ye Mingche's current imposing manner far surpassed his original realm