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Ye Hao's voice was ice-cold and without any emotion. It was like a cold wind blowing in the nine hells, making Son-of-Saint, Zihua's heart tremble. He opened his mouth and wanted to continue mocking Ye Hao, but his intuition told him that if he continued speaking, he might really die here in the next moment.

As a Saint Blood Lineage, he was one of the most talented of Purple Sky Sect